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Side note, nobody makes art for green martians. It's all just J'onn or M'gann. Like, I can get 3000 different ironmen and OC speedsters or stuff like that but ain't NOBODY drawing OC green martians and I suck too bad to draw my own. Hero machine was my only choice, haha.
Honestly I'd just recommend searching for Martian Manhunter redesigns or genderbent Miss Martians!
Found this if it helps:
Forgot to say that I'll be going on holiday on Monday until Friday! Since Hillan is starting this up sometime today, I'll try and get a post in before i go! Apologies for any inconvenience!
I don't know if I've said before, but I'm going to be going away on Monday until Friday. Due to my phone playing up for some reason, my mobile data isn't working so unless where i'm going has WIFI, I won't be able to access the site at all! Apologies for any issues that causes!
@dedonus I'll be able to start that collab with you shortly! Hopefully we can iron it out before i leave!!
@dedonus I'll be able to start that collab with you shortly! Hopefully we can iron it out before i leave!!
What the bloody hell was a Booster Gold? Ted stared in confused at the costumed “hero”, his mind racing through every hero appearance he had watched on news over the past few years. Not many came to mind. Sure his costume had similarities to that of that Starman guy, as well as his current staff wielding replacement, but this Booster seemed entirely different.
The fact that Ted didn’t recognise the hero resulted in a look of sheer disappointment upon the man’s face. A face that Ted ended up copying several seconds later when the hero demanded to know where Ted Kord was. It took him a second to realize that he was in costume, so his face was obviously covered. Then he remembered that he had removed it several minutes earlier in the Bug. Panic washed over him as he scrambled to pull it back on.
Tracy stood to his left, putting her head into her hands disappointedly.
That was when the robot informed this “Booster Gold” who he was. That obviously didn’t fly well with Mr Gold, whose face again returned to disappointment. Before Ted himself could utter a word, the sound of barking met his ears. It would seem that the toaster had caught the attention of the fearsome Blue Beagle himself. The Labrador bounded from his basket, before stopping directly below the golden robot, barking loudly.
Irritated, Ted took one last bite of his hot dog, before tossing it gentle to the floor, where Blue Beagle began feasting, calming him down slightly.
Due to his distraction he had barely heard Booster’s rant about his uselessness. He caught snippets though. Something about returning to the twenty-fifth century. The thought made him stifle a laugh. Time travellers? Get real! That certainly got Ted thinking though of the actual possibilities of such a thing, his mind running through everything he could even remember on the subject, from Steven Hawking’s notes on the universe, to blue police boxes. It was awfully thought provoking!
One of Booster’s comment however, made Ted focus his attention on the two newcomers once more.
“First of all” Ted stated, a little annoyed at the man’s ignorance. “Did you not just see the big blue insect I just flew in here?” He moved his arms, indicating all the equipment and tech around them. “Second, never insult a guy in his secret base!”
Ted took a few seconds to breathe, calming himself, before letting out a short laugh.
“Sorry about that!” He chuckled, offering his hand to the so-called Booster Gold. “I’m Ted, otherwise known as the Blue Beetle. I know, I know. It’s a pretty big deal!” He said confidently, a smile spreading across his face. Tracy once more groaned in annoyance, face palming once more.
Ignoring her, Ted continued. “So what’s this about the twenty-fifth century?”
I am shocked that Ant-Man did really bad with sales, I thought that it will do well.
I had a pretty strong feeling that it wouldn't do as well as Age of Ultron or some of this Summer's other blockbusters but I didn't expect it to do that badly! Especially with how much i loved it!
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I am in the motions of discussing F4 characters with Drewvonawesome.
I maybe playing Sue Storm. Was wondering if you wanted her to be a love interest of Doom like in the 2005 movie before she gets with Reed?
Thought I'd say, make sure you discuss with KL if you're going with Sue since he's playing Johnny!
If I'm a Sittin', I'm a Knittin'
| NAME: |
-Rohan Nott
| ALIAS: |
-The Knitter
| ABILITIES/SKILLS/EQUIPMENT: |
- Knitting – From stitches to wales, Rohan has mastered the art of knitting. Having learnt the skill at an early age, Rohan can practically knit anything he can think of, given he has enough yarn at hand. Due to his talent at this, he can knit fairly quickly, with a 60” scarf taking around 30-60 seconds to manufacture.
- Enchanted Knitting Needles – Inherited from his grandmother, Rohan has found that he is able to mysteriously control anything that he has knitted using these knitting needles, such as his small knitted animal creations. These knitting needles seem to allow him to knit much faster too, almost as if they have a mind of their own. Some of his knitted creations using these needles involve:
- Rohan mostly uses the needles to create yarn puppets/animals, which he fondly refers to as Knittens. From time to time, he gives them knitting needles for teeth and/or claws.
- Rohan also uses the needles to knit yarn into numerous other creations, such as lassos for combat, or makeshift ladders, etc.
- Knitting Needles – Razor sharp, Rohan makes use of a collection of metallic knitting needles for both knitting and for close quartered combat.
- Yarn - Rohan carries around a small bag full of yarn of all different colours, variety and brands.
| LIMITATIONS AND WEAKNESSES: |
- Rohan has no superhuman abilities and is essentially a normal human being. While his current costume is fitted with a Nomex body-piece, his arms and head remain unprotected so he is vulnerable from bullets, knives, and the like. He is only just being to work out on a regular basis so isn’t relatively fit at this moment in time, although he’s getting better.
One considerable weakness is that while the enchanted yarn he makes use of won’t snap under intense pressure, it is extremely vulnerable to fire.
One considerable weakness is that while the enchanted yarn he makes use of won’t snap under intense pressure, it is extremely vulnerable to fire.
| SAMPLE POST: |
”What’s wrong, Ro?”
Rohan looked up at his Grammy as she spoke. He had been sat at the kitchen table ever since he had returned home from school. Evident by the way he had been gazing glumly out at the rain outside through the kitchen, as well as the fact that he had been sat in front of a bowl of uneaten cereal for the past half an hour, he was upset.
“I… I took some of my hats in for show and tell.” Rohan replied softly, wiping his face clean of tears. That was when the boy reached down from where he was sat, and pulled a plastic carrier bag onto the table. The bag and its contents were dripping with water, with the brightly coloured hats that Rohan had spent hours knitting now resembling screwed up rags.
“They laughed at me.” Rohan continued, fixing his eyes once more on the rain outside. “They called me gay.”
The sound of the chair screeching against the floor echoed around the dimly lit kitchen as Grammy pulled out the chair to Rohan’s left. Sitting down she let out a long sigh, before placing a beautifully carved wooden box on the table in front of her. At this point, Rohan had returned his attention to his Grammy, with him now staring intently at the wooden box, questionably.
“Rohan, listen love.” Grammy began, her soothing voice seemingly brightening the room as it left her mouth. “Don’t worry about being different. They’re probably just jealous of your talent. Your knitting is beautiful, deary!”
Rohan seemed to blush at the comment, giving his Grammy a warm smile.
“What’s in the box?” He asked, inquisitively.
Grammy chuckled to herself slightly at the question, before reaching down towards the box.
“Something that I was given when I was just around the same age as you!” She explained, opening the lid. “Something that is going to make your art even more beautiful than ever before.
To Rohan’s surprise, the box was relatively empty, save for a pair of elegantly widdled knitting needles.
Rohan looked up at his Grammy as she spoke. He had been sat at the kitchen table ever since he had returned home from school. Evident by the way he had been gazing glumly out at the rain outside through the kitchen, as well as the fact that he had been sat in front of a bowl of uneaten cereal for the past half an hour, he was upset.
“I… I took some of my hats in for show and tell.” Rohan replied softly, wiping his face clean of tears. That was when the boy reached down from where he was sat, and pulled a plastic carrier bag onto the table. The bag and its contents were dripping with water, with the brightly coloured hats that Rohan had spent hours knitting now resembling screwed up rags.
“They laughed at me.” Rohan continued, fixing his eyes once more on the rain outside. “They called me gay.”
The sound of the chair screeching against the floor echoed around the dimly lit kitchen as Grammy pulled out the chair to Rohan’s left. Sitting down she let out a long sigh, before placing a beautifully carved wooden box on the table in front of her. At this point, Rohan had returned his attention to his Grammy, with him now staring intently at the wooden box, questionably.
“Rohan, listen love.” Grammy began, her soothing voice seemingly brightening the room as it left her mouth. “Don’t worry about being different. They’re probably just jealous of your talent. Your knitting is beautiful, deary!”
Rohan seemed to blush at the comment, giving his Grammy a warm smile.
“What’s in the box?” He asked, inquisitively.
Grammy chuckled to herself slightly at the question, before reaching down towards the box.
“Something that I was given when I was just around the same age as you!” She explained, opening the lid. “Something that is going to make your art even more beautiful than ever before.
To Rohan’s surprise, the box was relatively empty, save for a pair of elegantly widdled knitting needles.
| NOTES: |
He’s one of those heroes who tries to constantly make puns related to their personal gimmick, i.e. knitting puns. He also regularly pays visits to homeless shelters, where he donates numerous pieces of knitwear to those who need it.
If I'm a Sittin', I'm a Knittin'
| NAME: |
-Rohan Nott
| ALIAS: |
-The Knitter
| ABILITIES/SKILLS/EQUIPMENT: |
- Knitting – From stitches to wales, Rohan has mastered the art of knitting. Having learnt the skill at an early age, Rohan can practically knit anything he can think of, given he has enough yarn at hand. Due to his talent at this, he can knit fairly quickly, with a 60” taking around 30-60 seconds to manufacture.
- Enchanted Knitting Needles – Inherited from his grandmother, Rohan has found that he is able to mysteriously control anything that he has knitted using these knitting needles, such as his small knitted animal creations. These knitting needles seem to allow him to knit much faster too, almost as if they have a mind of their own. Some of his knitted creations using these needles involve:
- Rohan mostly uses the needles to create yarn puppets/animals, which he fondly refers to as Knittens. From time to time, he gives them knitting needles for teeth and/or claws.
- Rohan also uses the needles to knit yarn into numerous other creations, such as lassos for combat, or makeshift ladders, etc.
- Knitting Needles – Razor sharp, Rohan makes use of a collection of metallic knitting needles for both knitting and for close quartered combat.
- Yarn - Rohan carries around a small bag full of yarn of all different colours, variety and brands.
| LIMITATIONS AND WEAKNESSES: |
- Rohan has no superhuman abilities and is essentially a normal human being. While his current costume is fitted with a Nomex body-piece, his arms and head remain unprotected so he is vulnerable from bullets, knives, and the like. He is only just being to work out on a regular basis so isn’t relatively fit at this moment in time, although he’s getting better.
One considerable weakness is that while the enchanted yarn he makes use of won’t snap under intense pressure, it is extremely vulnerable to fire.
One considerable weakness is that while the enchanted yarn he makes use of won’t snap under intense pressure, it is extremely vulnerable to fire.
| SAMPLE POST: |
”What’s wrong, Ro?”
Rohan looked up at his Grammy as she spoke. He had been sat at the kitchen table ever since he had returned home from school. Evident by the way he had been gazing glumly out at the rain outside through the kitchen, as well as the fact that he had been sat in front of a bowl of uneaten cereal for the past half an hour, he was upset.
“I… I took some of my hats in for show and tell.” Rohan replied softly, wiping his face clean of tears. That was when the boy reached down from where he was sat, and pulled a plastic carrier bag onto the table. The bag and its contents were dripping with water, with the brightly coloured hats that Rohan had spent hours knitting now resembling screwed up rags.
“They laughed at me.” Rohan continued, fixing his eyes once more on the rain outside. “They called me gay.”
The sound of the chair screeching against the floor echoed around the dimly lit kitchen as Grammy pulled out the chair to Rohan’s left. Sitting down she let out a long sigh, before placing a beautifully carved wooden box on the table in front of her. At this point, Rohan had returned his attention to his Grammy, with him now staring intently at the wooden box, questionably.
“Rohan, listen love.” Grammy began, her soothing voice seemingly brightening the room as it left her mouth. “Don’t worry about being different. They’re probably just jealous of your talent. Your knitting is beautiful, deary!”
Rohan seemed to blush at the comment, giving his Grammy a warm smile.
“What’s in the box?” He asked, inquisitively.
Grammy chuckled to herself slightly at the question, before reaching down towards the box.
“Something that I was given when I was just around the same age as you!” She explained, opening the lid. “Something that is going to make your art even more beautiful than ever before.
To Rohan’s surprise, the box was relatively empty, save for a pair of elegantly widdled knitting needles.
Rohan looked up at his Grammy as she spoke. He had been sat at the kitchen table ever since he had returned home from school. Evident by the way he had been gazing glumly out at the rain outside through the kitchen, as well as the fact that he had been sat in front of a bowl of uneaten cereal for the past half an hour, he was upset.
“I… I took some of my hats in for show and tell.” Rohan replied softly, wiping his face clean of tears. That was when the boy reached down from where he was sat, and pulled a plastic carrier bag onto the table. The bag and its contents were dripping with water, with the brightly coloured hats that Rohan had spent hours knitting now resembling screwed up rags.
“They laughed at me.” Rohan continued, fixing his eyes once more on the rain outside. “They called me gay.”
The sound of the chair screeching against the floor echoed around the dimly lit kitchen as Grammy pulled out the chair to Rohan’s left. Sitting down she let out a long sigh, before placing a beautifully carved wooden box on the table in front of her. At this point, Rohan had returned his attention to his Grammy, with him now staring intently at the wooden box, questionably.
“Rohan, listen love.” Grammy began, her soothing voice seemingly brightening the room as it left her mouth. “Don’t worry about being different. They’re probably just jealous of your talent. Your knitting is beautiful, deary!”
Rohan seemed to blush at the comment, giving his Grammy a warm smile.
“What’s in the box?” He asked, inquisitively.
Grammy chuckled to herself slightly at the question, before reaching down towards the box.
“Something that I was given when I was just around the same age as you!” She explained, opening the lid. “Something that is going to make your art even more beautiful than ever before.
To Rohan’s surprise, the box was relatively empty, save for a pair of elegantly widdled knitting needles.
| NOTES: |
He’s one of those heroes who tries to constantly make puns related to their personal gimmick, i.e. knitting puns. He also regularly pays visits to homeless shelters, where he donates numerous pieces of knitwear to those who need it.
It'd be awesome if the Green Lanterns of old fought Marvel's AIM.
It would seem that East has a higher technological advantage between Atlas, Annex and Cobalt. Speed, eh, XLR8 takes it with Sentinel and F-Bomb. Magic pretty much belongs to West at this moment. But East has Aqualad.
Yes, but need I remind you that East will have a guy who knits
Yeah this is me confirming that I'm going ahead with Knitter
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