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DC: Outcasts
What would you do, if all the superheroes went away? If they disappeared away, never to return to stop your reign of crime or your spree of injustice? Will you bask into your most deepest and darkest desires? Will you take revenge on those whom had wronged you for years? Or will you stand against the darkness, neither hero nor villain, an Outcast from both worlds?
What is this?
A group RP, set in a setting upon where - we play as the villains. But we aren't committing crimes. We are gonna save the world, but we aren't heroes. We do this for ourselves and nobody else.
Where is this setting?
In an alternative Earth, upon where the Secret Society of Super Villains have managed to trap the entire Justice League, on-board the Watchtower in a Time Bubble. Nobody can get in, nobody can get out. The perfect trap, as everything inside is frozen without the possibility of having it broken open. Any junior heroes on the planet, have gone into hiding or been defeated by their criminal counterparts.
Why are we playing?
Because, while the elimination of the Justice League has been a boon to many, without a common enemy to unite the Society - many have gone their own way or turned on their fellow supervillains. Thus, without shackled by the law or the order that was enforced by the Justice League - the worst of the worst have been let loose upon the planet.
Known as the Hundred Days of Anarchy - upon where, chaos reigned and no hero was coming to save those that needed them.
Who are the Outcasts?
They are those, whom might have been villains - had some honor, moral or thing they liked, in the world. As many found out - money, jewels and power is worthless, without anyone to control or any economy to use it in. We might have been burned by our fellow villains and now desire revenge against them in the most ironic way possible.
We aren't heroes, we are villains. But we are villains, whom liked the world as it had been.
Who can we play as?
Any supervillain in the DC Universe (Cartoons are best choice) - that might dislike this total anarchy that has gripped the Earth. Keep this logical, as a villain like Darkseid might not care much about Earth. Keep power-levels below Superman strength. Those whom are more street-level thugs or prey upon a specific city are the best choice.
Native Hospitality, Part 2
The dwarven king would find many of his investments pay dividends almost immediately. Since as it turned out, despite the Europeans being a small group they expanded almost ten times faster than anyone else he might have witnessed. They started building, they started constructing a village, then a town in less then a few days. They possessed great ships, that seemed to be producing out metal materials that were used to make such things.
They started making stone roads, that were very smooth and solid for any caravan to go over - increasing the time that was required to go from the Kingdom to the European settlement down to merely hours instead of half a day through the forests.
As it was the dwarven king would develop an strange curiosity for the new worlder as he would call it while the rest of the world called them the world eaters an title exclusive only to them but, as the king believe that they were indeed the bringers of the end of the world they were also instrumental to its rebirth as it carried with them knowledge and techniques that were previously unknown to the people as what would take months of dedicated toil for the rest of the the people of the land had been done in a few weeks at most an remarkable feat that even the king himself acknowledged while his people toiled and guard their way of life.
His fascination had evolved to the point of tasking the construction of an system of watch towers built in order to record their progress employing scribes in order to see the following improvement of their society which their data complied would be later transformed to pen and paper by the record keepers which laid down the progress as now much more profit had been accumulated by his accommodating trait which had left an good mark in their relationship seeing it in an improved infrastructure on which their people would enjoy.
Needless to say, his scribes would be requiring to replace their parchment and ink rather constantly - since the New Worlders seemed to be expanding at a much faster rate than could be possible. They had their strange machinery, uproot the trees yet also plant things in return. The traded ore, was feed into strange machines on the shore - that churned out metal and other building materials. If they ever wanted, the technology alone could throw the entire dwarven economy on it's head in a single day.
Although for the most part, the New Worlders kept to themselves and didn't bother anyone - unless they were bothered back in return. As they seemed to pick the fruits growing on the trees with much gusto and even trying to plant more of them around the island or their surrounding area. As well as the yellow fields, were picked clean with rapidness, not even common from hungry animals. But they always made sure to plant more. It would soon be likely, that this entire island would be filled with crops that the dwarves might use occasionally - compared to the New Worlders whom seemed to be picking it like winter was coming.
The dwarven king would stop to see how they were coming as the vast expansion of the local fruit trees had lended an massive inscrease stock for their massive underground storage areas and with the improve roads had invited more merchants and other various wanderers towards the area now seeing the massive influx of people traveling in the area in an active effort to spy onto the moderns only to end with fear and confussion seeing the technology only to confuse it as advance magic.
Still the dwarven king would love the strange machines that continues to crack up their production of produce using their much more lax trading policy to start buying materials for their growing colony and with the massive increase of the crops made the king order the develop an orchard to be made outside of the gates in order to produce the crops in much more quantities and to develop and make much more de-stillaries back towards their underground cities urging large sums of dwarves to work outside. Yet that would not be his only action as aside from a few guards or so the king marched forth towards the city to satisfy his curiosity under the guide of a diplomatic visit
In the city, he could see how quickly everything had changed. Where once had been dirt and trees, now stood structures and fortifications. All of them were crafted using either metal or liquid stone, that the New Worlders possessed. Many had written down, how the humans mixed gray dust with water and then spun it with strange machinery - once deposited it hardened quickly and could be shaped into almost anything.
The seaside itself had grown, as now a dock had been constructed. While not as eye-catching as those in the elven lands, it had an unique prospect to it - as instead of a work of art, it was a work of ingenuity. As machinery hauled off cargo that seemed impossible large or big.
Still, many people watched with some interest and curiosity as the dwarven king arrived. As much as his people and everyone else on Titania, were awed by the New Worlders - the reverse was also true for these new humans. As he soon enough got the chance to meet with his opposing counterpart - the Chancellor. The woman in question, as tall and beautiful as any elven. Although that was the normality for nearly all of the New Worlders, as she greeted the stout man. Surprisingly in his own tongue.
"Welcome, to New Paris..."
He upon seeing what he assumed as the female leader of the new worlders would bow and greet them in his own language hoping that the simple cook book from before was enough for them to understand simple gestures and conversations in order to somehow create a relationship with this new people of the land. Marveling at the rapid expansion of the world eaters which even seem to rival their own kind when settled and protected. "I am king Vantrin the Third or the Gold King." He introduce himself to her as his fascination towards the new people would grow as he examines the new structures that had been erected and constructed while seeing the new fruits that they had started growing and building.
He would judge and he would come out impressed with looks alone as he had found himself within New Paris. "It is a wonderful city." He followed with a large grin his bread unlike the woman seen before and an object of pride for the king himself. As he liked the fact that she had an understanding of his language despite her accent he had understood it clearly making him nod in wonder.
Native Hospitality
Chancellor Veronix looked out into the vast expanse of clear ocean and blue skies in this New World. Not many had expected Man to destroy Earth, but Man had proven too much for even Mother Nature to handle. Thus here they were, settling into lands that they had no clue or information about. Like the early pioneers, they were sailing into uncharted waters and lands. Already they had gotten news over the radios, how some of the other vessels had discovered life. Sentient life, that seemed pulled straight out of a J.R.R Tolkien book.
Still, no matter where man went it seemed chaos and destruction would follow. As the infernal Russians had already taken a rather direct and brutal way in handling interactions, as judging by the sound of gunfire and explosions in the far distance. Something that had been absent in this world, since their arrival.
Still, the Europeans were at least willing to learn from their mistakes in colonizing their own world. As they were this time willing to extend an olive branch of peace, instead of the typical march and boot of slavery. Since as history had shown, those oppressed would sooner or later rise up. The scouting party had already reported back contact with short, stout men in suits of armor - dwarves. The Chancellor almost didn't manage to hold back her ironic laughter, when news about such a thing had come through. Even more so, when video images had been uploaded. Whatever the case, if they had somehow entered a Realm of Magic and Fantasy - she hoped that Humanity had a chance for a 'happy ending'.
On the top of the mountain passes, the dwarves take ready making sure the guns were polished and clean and the men vigilant and far from being surprised. As those from the outside would only see a massive steel door, craved into the very mountain securing the pass towards what sits on the other side or its fabled city of dwarves where its respective king and kin sit and lie, in order to prevent the great forges from dying. Yet as the people of the underground labor, those on the top made sure no one was going to disrupt their way of life as an upcoming caravan signal for entrance wanting to get to the other side as quickly as they can.
As customary they were halted and the means of payment started with the merchant bowing and exchanging a few of its wares for passage, which the overseer nods to the guards opening the vast gates wide enough for the caravan to enter, as the beast of burden which took the form of a large buffaloo carried the carriages into the mountain and towards the dwarven pathways.
Unbeknown to the dwarves, they had been watched constantly by several Kommandos in the areas. While the dwarves would see nothing, in truth with binoculars they had been watched constantly. So far, it had been simple recon. Getting to know how things acted and were done. Thus, while the dwarves might have heard about the World Eaters, they likely hadn't had any issues with them as far as things were.
Although, the situation would soon change. As on this day, the European Coalition had landed - with information in tow. Thus, for the few guards stationed outside the massive gate - it would appear as any ordinary day. Until they heard the rumbling of something - on roads meant only to handle beasts, they would soon see a metal carriage approaching. A sleek thing, with blue and gray mixed in it. They could also see the gun mounted on top of the thing. A gun much, much bigger than anything the dwarves had at their disposal. A sight of a World Eater caravan. Soon enough, some stepped out, easily towering over the dwarf and any previous merchants. Despite looking human, they were much taller than the humans that likely passed through the pass.
Instead of fighting, the human, wearing armor from head to toe - bowed before the dwarven guard. Indicating...that they wanted to talk.
At first the dwarfs returned in kind as the vigilant guards of the gate house had burst into action aimming and arming their cannons and muskets in hand as they prepare for a fight with this new enemy they are dealing with. Confident that the strength of their gate was enough to brace and weather itself from a shot from the new vehicle that has graced their home. Still as they halted their advanced and revealed themselves the dwarves were ready to shoot until that is their bow showing that their interest never lie with blood and steel but, word and barter as the overseer climbed down and went to do his job.
He climbed down towards the company of the elite pikemen that guarded the gate which urges them to stop and bow down in kind. "What do you bring human?" he speaks in semi-gruel Jolfan that he gotten from his years of being a merchant asuming that they were somehow part of the empire but, to no avail making him assume that his accent made him far from understandable making him submit and hand out his hand towards the questionable humans as he bet that they had knew what it meant.
While there had been questions about what to give the dwarves. That didn't suddenly destabilize their economy or introduce technology that might render their way of life useless. Soon enough, the most simple and easiest gift was soon presented to the overseer. Namely, the usual thing of gold.
Although, the size of which was given to the overseer might literally make his eyes bulge out in size. As once the gold bar had been deposited into his hand, he could almost feel the weight pulling him down. As it might be the first time the guards would witness to having their overseer pulled down by the weight of the gift. Since a standard gold bar, was around twelve kilograms. Part of the many wares that the Europeans had cleaned out of their banks. In case it could be used for trading or industrial development.
Once the gift had been presented - the human in question pointed to his head and mimed the image of a crown. Indicating, that they wanted to head on to meet the King.
As the men would see the simple gift of pure gold was enough to cause a confusion and not needed the need of miming due to the instances of such a gift the overseer retreated back towards the gate and into the mighty elevator in order to consult his king which sits on top of his throne. His palace guards making sure that the overseer was far away and not able to barge inside and create chaos but, rather allowed the other to be done with their king's audience. "My lord strange men have come giving us pure gold for passageway." He says as it was his time to meet the king bowing down first before he spoke and shown his proof a gift that shared a large glint from his eyes.
The toll that they paid had given him great interest on meeting this new man and with a simple flick of his fingers his entourage has arrive towards the surface and now infront of the caravan. the king which had the longest bread and glittering armor from the rest and his size was enough to earn him the alias the gold king. 'speak your name." he ordered as he examined the caravan.
The answer that came to the King was a mixture of gibberish in all honesty, as was his own words to the soldier in question. Although luckily, the more advanced humans had methods on doing and translating. As he tapped his wristpad and had some words come up that would soon translate out to the King.
"....come....peace...trade...prosperity...ore...." he replied, hoping that what he had said to the King made sense and that diplomatic understanding did exist in this world. Since the last thing the European Coalition needed was to go to war with their neighbors just after they had come from a world that had been utterly devastated by two World Wars already.
The king sighed he had to admit that even with the gear he understood little to no towards his words though it was now evident that he didn't mean violents in his words due to the unhostile nature of his actions earning him and his men a much more favouable position from the king himself. An sentiment that he knew rare from the people of this world earning him good will. "Bring me a book and allow these men passage as an means of this new relationship." He announces turning to his people then reply towards the negotiator relying on the gestures of his hands and the tone of his voice to relay his message of trade and peace before turning towards the diplomat infront of him and bowing slightly to relay that his answer was not blood and steel but, rather respect.
Causing his people to freeze in disbelief knowing that his king had likely been spreading Information about their race as a book if deciphered can give out an expression of what dwarven life, custom and how their society as an how works though being a king's orders they had little to no say in the matter making them dash back within in search for what he wanted making the guards outside and the king wait for minutes on end before a book of little info was brought with it being a simple book of the dwarven culinary arts a book that revealed the lovers of the bellies of these strong yet tiny men handing like a sacred gift as it sat ontop of a soft cushion and handled with grace giving the impression of a book of legendary worth as they present the book towards the diplomat not revealing its real contents.
"You and your gold are welcome to pass from my mountain and until you learn our language then we shall offer more and make more complicated agreements." He says with joy ending with a bit of a chuckle before pointing towards the gate then the book brought besides them.
The humans accepted the book, thinking it more valuable than it seemed. Although, they didn't go through the pass. They merely packed up and were ready to head back the way they came, before the human replied. "First...contact...will...return...later. Thank...you..." he finished speaking, before jumping back onboard his metal caravan and literally moving back the way they came. Through the land like they were a majestic feline.
Leaving the dwarves, with the knowledge that they had new neighbors in the region.
European Coalition
How you survived: When World War Three had passed, Europe survived the following World War Four - by simply being too demolished and broken to be considered a threat to those, that still remained to fight it out. During the context of World War Four - those that survived, had managed to band together and reunite what scattered remnants remained. In essence, World War Four provided Europe the distraction it needed to reform in a minute way.
Ships:
Carrier 'Chimaera' - flagship, a giant floating science facility/industrial workshop. Modules: hydroponics, hydrogen manufacturing, cultural library, laboratory, modest-industrial workshop.
Cruiser 'Ice' - living vessel. A reconfigured cruiser that is designed to utilize space as efficiently as possible to hold both people, a small hydroponics garden and a recycling department.
Cruiser 'Fire' - living vessel. A reconfigured cruiser that is designed to utilize space as efficiently as possible to hold both people, a small hydroponics garden and a recycling department.
Submarine 'Leviathan' - attack/scout vessel. An old diesel-submarine updated with a hydrogen engine and armed to the teeth, with cruise missiles, drones and a flak cannon. It also includes a science lab and an arms depot, with the latest human weaponry.
Technology: The European Coalition is based around long-term sustainability, even before arriving in Titania - Europe had exhausted most of it's mineral wealth and had been reliant on imported resources Thus they are heavily focused into recycling as much as possible, from waste and old equipment, to even air and water - as they have no idea, if the New World will have resources that they can use alongside their own. Nothing is wasted and everything can be remade and recycled on board their vessels - including the ships themselves.
In addition, as the last two World Wars devastated the planet and destroyed what remained of normal farmland - Europe had invested heavily into attempts to improve agriculture with minimal space and nutrient requirements - mostly in hydroponics and high-yield, small-scale greenhouses. While also leading the way in using hydrogen for fuel and energy - as they World Wars prevented any meaningful ways of extracting and transporting oil or gas.
Military might: The European 'Army' has around three-hundred people ready for combat operations - since the end of World War Three and Four, many of the armed personnel are former soldiers, veterans, survivors and special operatives. While this is likely a smaller group than what most possess, the Europeans have made sure - that those whom have been designated as combat personnel get the best gear they can; cut-off from politics or red-tape.
History:
The European Coalition was formed from the ashes of World War Three. As always Europe became the battlefield for the superpowers of Earth and the resulting war had demolished and destroyed many cultures and states. Although, the European Union and it's political structure managed to survive by the stint of Belgium remaining neutral in the war and luckily avoided getting hit by the dropped nuclear warheads.
Although, with World War Four quickly following after Europe was left alone to lick and heal it's wounds. Wounds that cut too deep, for any one state to fix. Thus without any other options, the European Union slowly started to restore order where it could and rescue what people it could. However, the nuclear devastation left many entire regions or states almost unlivable.
Still the believe of unity, remained in the minds of many - especially as Chancellor Veronix came to power. As while people were being rescued, whatever works of art and culture and books were as well. The wars might have destroyed the people, but if something was salvaged they wouldn't be gone forever. Near the end of World War Four - what remained of Europe and its people had united into the European Coalition. As works were attempted and re-continued with heavy government incentive and support to try and stabilize the atmosphere and work-out ways to ensure some measure of human habitability.
When news arose of a New World - the Coalition was the first to join the UNE, in trying to explore and colonize the new world, as Earth had become completely unlivable to some. While they abandoned Europe, they did take alongside them several works of art, culture, history and books. Namely while Europe was gone, the European culture that had existed for two thousand years wouldn't be gone. As those that survived vowed to rebuild Europe in the new world.
European Coalition
How you survived: When World War Three had passed, Europe survived the following World War Four - by simply being too demolished and broken to be considered a threat to those, that still remained to fight it out. During the context of World War Four - those that survived, had managed to band together and reunite what scattered remnants remained. In essence, World War Four provided Europe the distraction it needed to reform in a minute way.
Ships:
Carrier 'Chimaera' - flagship, a giant floating science facility/industrial workshop. Modules: hydroponics, hydrogen manufacturing, cultural library, laboratory, modest-industrial workshop.
Cruiser 'Ice' - living vessel. A reconfigured cruiser that is designed to utilize space as efficiently as possible to hold both people, a small hydroponics garden and a recycling department.
Cruiser 'Fire' - living vessel. A reconfigured cruiser that is designed to utilize space as efficiently as possible to hold both people, a small hydroponics garden and a recycling department.
Submarine 'Leviathan' - attack/scout vessel. An old diesel-submarine updated with a hydrogen engine and armed to the teeth, with cruise missiles, drones and a flak cannon. It also includes a science lab and an arms depot, with the latest human weaponry.
Technology: The European Coalition is based around long-term sustainability, even before arriving in Titania - Europe had exhausted most of it's mineral wealth and had been reliant on imported resources Thus they are heavily focused into recycling as much as possible, from waste and old equipment, to even air and water - as they have no idea, if the New World will have resources that they can use alongside their own. Nothing is wasted and everything can be remade and recycled on board their vessels - including the ships themselves.
In addition, as the last two World Wars devastated the planet and destroyed what remained of normal farmland - Europe had invested heavily into attempts to improve agriculture with minimal space and nutrient requirements - mostly in hydroponics and high-yield, small-scale greenhouses. While also leading the way in using hydrogen for fuel and energy - as they World Wars prevented any meaningful ways of extracting and transporting oil or gas.
Military might: The European 'Army' has around three-hundred people ready for combat operations - since the end of World War Three and Four, many of the armed personnel are former soldiers, veterans, survivors and special operatives. While this is likely a smaller group than what most possess, the Europeans have made sure - that those whom have been designated as combat personnel get the best gear they can; cut-off from politics or red-tape.
History:
The European Coalition was formed from the ashes of World War Three. As always Europe became the battlefield for the superpowers of Earth and the resulting war had demolished and destroyed many cultures and states. Although, the European Union and it's political structure managed to survive by the stint of Belgium remaining neutral in the war and luckily avoided getting hit by the dropped nuclear warheads.
Although, with World War Four quickly following after Europe was left alone to lick and heal it's wounds. Wounds that cut too deep, for any one state to fix. Thus without any other options, the European Union slowly started to restore order where it could and rescue what people it could. However, the nuclear devastation left many entire regions or states almost unlivable.
Still the believe of unity, remained in the minds of many - especially as Chancellor Veronix came to power. As while people were being rescued, whatever works of art and culture and books were as well. The wars might have destroyed the people, but if something was salvaged they wouldn't be gone forever. Near the end of World War Four - what remained of Europe and its people had united into the European Coalition. As works were attempted and re-continued with heavy government incentive and support to try and stabilize the atmosphere and work-out ways to ensure some measure of human habitability.
When news arose of a New World - the Coalition was the first to join the UNE, in trying to explore and colonize the new world, as Earth had become completely unlivable to some. While they abandoned Europe, they did take alongside them several works of art, culture, history and books. Namely while Europe was gone, the European culture that had existed for two thousand years wouldn't be gone. As those that survived vowed to rebuild Europe in the new world.
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