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Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

Ok, I lied, I was able to get a quick post up. Definitely on the short side, but I didn't want to keep you hanging.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

Chike pulled himself from out of the Fire truck’s battered chassis, glaring daggers at Icon when he could not locate Captain Liberty.”YOU!” He screamed, his eyes still glowing crimson red.”You let him escape! He was a murderer! A terrorist!” Polemos flew out from the fire truck towards Icon, accelerating to his top speed within the span of a foot.”You dare trifle in the affairs of my people?!” Polemos clenched his hands together, using them in conjunction to throw an uppercut at Icon’s chin powerful enough to send even him flying through the nearest skyscraper.

“Wrath of Ares be upon you!” Chike screamed.”I will not be defeated! For I am Polemos, the Avatar of War!” Polemos launched himself at Icon once more, drawing the Sword of Perseus. The weapon was immediately engulfed in green flame. Chike attempted to land a number of slashing strikes at various joins on Icon’s body, in an attempt to incapacitate the Hero of Lost Haven.

Icon used his forearms and knees to parry the sword’s attacks. Though the weapon failed to cut his skin, the weapon’s attacks were surprisingly painful. The stranger pulled his arms back and brought the sword toward the base of his neck, seemingly in an attempt to separate his head from his shoulders, but Icon blocked the attack and landed a hard right hand to the warrior’s jaw, sending the enraged stranger crashing toward the ground. As the warrior fell, Icon let loose an optic blast which hit the falling warrior square in the chest, and helped accelerate his descent, causing him to crash hard into the pavement below him, stirring up a cloud of dust and debris.

Icon landed before the warrior, surprised to see that he was getting back to his feet.

”He wasn’t the one throwing minivans at news crews. From my perspective, the only terrorist here is you.” Icon said as he braced for another attack.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

Sorry that I didn't get that post up last night, ended up getting home really late from work. Now I have to turn around and go back...I'll try and work on something tonight

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

I'll get a reply up sometime tonight

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

And posted.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

Scott Hunter made his way down W. 29th Street beside his friend Eric Dean. Things were good, the grand opening of their club the night before went off without a hitch, and was more successful than either had anticipated. Yet, at the same time, the previous night had been a bit of a mixed bag. Although he was happy with the success of The Hub’s grand opening, the woman of his dreams walked out of his life to begin anew on the West Coast. She wanted to get out of Lost Haven; she saw that the city was becoming too dangerous, and she wanted him to join her. Of course, he declined her invitation even though it broke both of their hearts. He had told her that he had responsibilities here, and deep down he wished that he had told her exactly what those responsibilities were. He wondered to himself, that perhaps, if he had told her who he was…who he really was, that perhaps that would have changed things.

“It’s okay Bro, you can smile.” Eric’s voice cut through the dense fog that was Scott’s mind.

“Huh?” Scott half consciously responded.

“We did it. We actually pulled it off.” Eric said with his big, lopsided grin.
“Yeah, I know. It’s just…” Scott began.

“It’s just that you wanted to share it with her.” Eric said knowingly.

Eric and Scott have been best friends since they were kids, and nobody knows Scott better. Eric was the first to know about Scott’s abilities, and he has helped cover for him for almost as long as he can remember. When something is bothering Scott, Eric would know.

“Yeah.” Scott said.

“Look man, I know it sucks. Take some time, but you’re going to have to put it behind you. Besides, you never know. Things could always work out.” Eric said as he put a hand on Scott’s shoulder.

Scott was about to reply when something else caught his attention. Eric felt Scott tense up, and noticed that his friend’s eyes were glued to the TV display in the window of Mac’s Electronics Store.

BREAKING NEWS!

These words flashed before every television screen currently on in Lost Haven. An image of Jeffery G. Haroldson appeared before them. He sat, hands folded, before the camera. He had perfectly cut salt-and-pepper hair and a brand new blue suit to his name.”This just in, a pair of metahumans are destroying Sherman Square! Channel 65’s own Mary Belfast is on the scene. Go ahead, Mary.”

“Thank you, Jeff.” A young, red haired woman stood in front of the scene of the battle, holding a microphone. She appeared apprehensive.” We don’t know the circumstances of this encounter, but what we do know is that the two combatants appeared ten minutes ago. The fight seems contained to Sherman Square for now, but one question remains in our minds: Where are our city’s so called ‘heroes’?” The reporter seemed to step away from the camera, which panned to follow the unfolding battle. It was obvious the Greek-esque man had the upperhand, but the American patriot seemed to be holding his own for as long as he could.

Scott turned to Eric and without having to say anything, Eric simply nodded, and in the flash of an eye, Scott was gone, having sped away from the storefront to a small alley across the street, where he shed his civilian clothes and donned the familiar uniform of Icon. Then, Icon took to the skies and in a flash, soared towards Sherman Square.

As he arrived at Sherman Square, the scene that unfolded before him infuriated him. The destruction that had been wrought in the busy tourist trap was, though not the worst he had seen, still bad enough. However, there were bodies strewn about the Square, and Icon feared that many were civilians caught in the crossfire. Then he saw the culprits, a blue “skinned” mechanical man and someone who looked to be dressed in the attire of Spartan warriors of old.

He also saw a news crew that had gotten too close to the skirmish for their own good, as well as a minivan that had been hurled in their direction.

Icon swooped down and like a star wide receiver stretching out to make a play, caught the flying vehicle moments before it landed on the pretty redheaded reporter and her camera crew. He set the van down on the concrete and rocketed toward the man who had launched it, the Spartan. As he raced toward the warrior, energy crackled around his clenched fist as a bluish energy engulfed it. Then, he hit the warrior with the force of a freight train, unloading the kinetic energy behind a wild haymaker that sent the warrior careening into the side of a fire truck that had arrived on scene.

”That’s enough, both of you!” Icon exclaimed angrily as the warrior got back to his feet.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

and I have to finish it tomorrow. Gotta get some sleep

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

Finally got around to posting! A bit shorter than intended, but I decided on leaving the fight as a cliffhanger. I would also like to invite people to get involved: if that wasn't implied enough in the post itself by the widespread destruction.

Also, I'm going to start some mini-character sheets within Chike's own, for his Rogues Gallery. Just so people can feel informed when they make appearances, and possible crossover goodness.

@FacePunch

Yeah, I'm working on a little something right now.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

GOD I AM SO BAD AT POSTING, I AM LITERALLY JUST SLAPPING MYSELF IN THE FACE TO JUST GET THIS DAMNED POST FINISHED.

Also, I think a few months has been LONG enough for no reply from Raptorman to get War-Pulse back into the game, so I'm going to get a post coming from him as well.

@NeutralNexus

Yep. Absolutely.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

I'm hoping to finish the post I'm working on tonight or tomorrow. I've been completely wiped the last few days