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and the first bit of a collab between Lyger and Bast is up.

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

They’re stalling. We need to end this now before Diplodoc can do whatever it is he’s intending to do. Lyger thought to himself just as the Silver Sorceress caught his eye. She was again chanting, while focusing on a small ball of energy.

“Oh, no you don’t.” Lyger said under his breath as he made a straight line for her. However, as he got closer to her, he was suddenly bathed in a bright white light. The light was so intense that it caused a searing pain in his eyes, and when the light passed, he couldn’t see, at least momentarily.

When his eyes cleared from the sudden illumination, he knew something was wrong. He was no longer in West Virginia battling against the Pax Metahumana terrorists, he was instead back in Lost Haven. To his astonishment, he was in his civilian clothes, yet that wasn’t what took him by surprise. It was exactly where in Lost Haven he was. He found himself walking down a lonely side street that he had traveled down numerous times.

I know this street. Kyle thought to himself as he realized that he was not alone.

“Yeah dude, you’re like my brother and I love you, but you’re a fucking mess. You need to figure out what it is you want.” He paused, before adding. “Both of you.”

No, not again.

Kyle found himself walking along the dark stretch of road that led from Bogart’s back toward campus with Ronnie and Sam on either side of him, and for a moment, he was happy. For an instant, that terrible night hadn’t happened, and he was with his friends, if only for one last time.

But then he saw it.

Seemingly in slow motion, a black Cadillac emerged from the shadows and approached them. Kyle watched in horror as the car pulled up beside them, and a face leered at them. The face was one that had haunted his dreams every night for weeks, the mop of dirty blond hair whipped in the wind even as a shotgun was drawn from one of the windows.

“No, not again.” Kyle whispered to himself as he dove out of the way of the blast, grabbing Sam and throwing her to the ground with him.

Then the car sped off, Kyle watched in agony as the tail lights vanished from view.

“Ronnie.” Kyle said as he went over to his friend, laying facedown on the ground. Kyle reached out to his friend, and turned him over onto his back, only the face staring back at him wasn’t that of Ronnie. Instead, Sam gazed at him with a pained expression, and as he jumped back in shock, he saw that she was bleeding all over the street.

“Why didn’t you save me, Kyle?” She asked weakly.

“Because he couldn’t save you. Just like he couldn’t save me.” Ronnie’s voice came from behind him.

“Ronnie…” Kyle said as he looked to his friend. Though it was Ronnie standing just behind him, he was different. His eyes were sunken and lifeless and he was several shades paler than he had been in life.

“He might have chosen you over me that night, but he didn’t save you. He only put off the inevitable. Everyone around him dies…his mother, me…and now you.” Ronnie paused before turning toward Kyle and pointing an accusatory finger. “You let it happen, Kyle. You might as well have killed me yourself.” He said, and then he was gone, leaving only Kyle and Sam.

“Kyle…?” Sam said, her voice getting weaker.

“Oh Sam…please.” Kyle said as took her head and cradled it in his lap. “Don’t leave me Sam, please don’t go…Please don’t leave me like Ronnie. Please Sam, please…don’t go.”

Bast saw Lyger dart towards the Silver Sorceress, even though the oversized sharkman, named Jaws, had been pursuing the two metahumans.

“Wait, what about...?” Bast protested as Lyger ran off. However, almost at that same moment, someone knocked Jaws off his feet and sent him flying out of the facility, giving Sammy enough space to collect herself and get a bearing on her immediate situation. She assumed that one of the superhumans that Boom brought with her had attacked Jaws, although she did not know which one did it because it happened so fast. “Well, I guess that solves that.”

Then it happened. A bright light blasted in the two metahumans’ direction Sammy was momentarily blinded by the Silver Sorceress’ magical attack. However, a few seconds later, her eyesight returned. She saw Lyger sprawled upon the floor, muttering something. Bast figured that whatever happened to Lyger did not affect her because the Moly that she had taken just a few weeks ago must still have been giving her some immunity to the Silver Sorceress’ magic.

“Come on, Lyger. Snap out of it!” Bast shook the metahuman a little. She then looked around the room. This was definitely not the place for someone to be knocked out, or at least incapacitated, as Lyger was. Therefore, Sammy decided to drag the downed hero out of the line of fire. Even though she struggled to pull him to safety, Bast had the luxury of other allies to distract Diplodoc’s minions.

“He’s heavier than he looks.” Sammy muttered out loud as she tried to catch her breath after she had dragged Lyger out of the frontlines. When she took a seat next to Lyger and leaned her head against the wall behind her, Sammy could more clearly hear what Lyger was muttering.

“Oh Sam…please.” She heard Lyger plead. “Don’t leave me Sam, please don’t go…Please don’t leave me like Ronnie. Please Sam, please…don’t go.”

Sammy was taken off guard by what she had heard. She had introduced herself as Sammy, so unless it was just a coincidence, Lyger must have been referring to someone else. However, she could tell that Lyger was distressed by whatever he was experiencing.

“Don’t worry, Lyger.” Sammy calmly said to him, “I’m here. I won’t leave you.”

Kyle could feel Sam grow weaker with each instant that passed. Her breathing grew fainter and she struggled to speak. Kyle knew that it wouldn’t be long before her body gave out.

“Kyle…?” She said weakly, gasping as she said his name.

“Save your strength Sam, it’ll be alright. Just hold on, I’ll get you help. Please Sam, don’t give up. Don’t leave me too.” Kyle pleaded, knowing deep down that it was for naught. He held her tightly in his arms as her blood covered him, the warm, sticky fluid soaking his clothes as her breathing continued to grow weaker, and her heartbeat grew fainter.

“Please Sam, stay with me. I can’t do this without you. Please.” He begged as Sam barely clinged to life.

Bast could tell that whatever the Silver Sorceress had done to Lyger, it did quite a number on him. He grasped the thin air as if he was trying to hold onto someone. He kept making desperate pleads to someone named ‘Sam’, which hinted at this woman being important to him. Therefore, Bast knew she had to do something to help him. Just speaking to him did not seem to be cutting it.

She then took a deep breath before she leaned back into Lyger’s arms. Bast placed herself so that she would be in the same position where Lyger thought his ‘Sam’ was lying down. Then, she peered up at Lyger and placed her hand on the side of his face.

“I’m safe, Lyger. Your Sam is safe. I’m not going anywhere.”

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@FacePunch Radiance will be ready to go back whenever's convenient for you. Or instead of having a post of him coming to get her, I could always just mention that he got her back when I posted next, whatever you want to do.

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Hi! Me again for those that remember...

The Ghoul

Character you have created: Margaret Anne Haefield
Alias: The Ghoul
Speech Color: RoyalBlue
Character Alignment: Villain
Identity: Secret
Character Personality: Psychotic, Childish, Cunning, Deceptive, Intelligent
Uniform/costume:

In the Flesh

Margaret has reversed in her age since her death and now looks considerably younger than when she passed. In fact, she has regressed to the point where she looks like a teenager and if it wasn’t for the bleached, raggedy hair and pale, sickly skin one might confuse her for a teen. Her uniform just boils down to whatever she can find that fits.
Origin Info/Details:
Margaret Haefield was one of the greatest minds in the modern era for neuropathic studies. It was her work that managed to propel modern medicine into a new era as some other leading experts called it and her work was used to fight and cure many neurological diseases. However her passion was an obsession and it was noted that her labor intensive practices constantly put her health at risk as she often forewent food and sleep.
About two years ago, Margaret was working on a unique project that was supposed to stimulate the brain to increase human tissue regrowth. The end goal was to eventually be able to allow humans to cheat death naturally, but the project was doomed from the start. Various setbacks and conditions of red-tape had stagnated the project to the point where eventually Margaret was given a week to succeed or the whole thing would be canceled. Seeing as this project was also her vegetable of a husband’s last chance, she was dedicated to seeing her project through.
In the end the project was a failure but not due to the deadline. The project ended two days before then as Margaret had exposed herself to the mutagen and her body underwent violent stress before she eventually passed away. Many believed she accidently made a mistake in her sleep deprivation and exposed herself but others support that she purposely exposed herself out of desperation. Whatever the case, she had been exposed and was pronounced dead at the scene. Her body hauled away and the whole project terminated. Her husband remained
Her death was officially four years ago. As it turns out, Margaret ended up coming back alive but at this point she was no longer the same old Margaret. After being dead for years, Margaret had lost grip of reality and her mind, either corroded or corrupted, fell to madness and has finally crawled out of her coffin.

Hero Type (Select one): Zombie Monster
Power Level: City Level
Powers:Super Strength, Rapid Regeneration, Bodily Manipulation, Bloodlust

Margaret’s experimentation on herself worked and her body’s limit has been vastly improved upon. Her improved strength allows her to lift and toss small cars with relative ease.
Rapid Regeneration is just how it sounds. Margaret’s body rapidly recovers wounds, disease, poison, and so forth. That’s not to say she isn’t affected by such things, quite the contrary, as Margaret feels every bit of it. Recovery for injuries can occur within minutes but can take up to 24 hours depending upon the amount and severity of injury sustained. During periods of recovery, Margaret is often noted as lethargic and tired as her regeneration saps her physical strength. Recovery for severe injuries can reduce Margaret to a sickly comatose state for a time period as her body works intensely to recover the damage done. It should also be noted that any foreign material, like shards of bullets, will have to be removed. Her regeneration has also had the uncanny effect of reversing her aging so she has reverted to appearing much younger than what she actually is.

Bodily Manipulation works in tandem with Margaret’s regeneration ability and her regeneration is crucial to her survival if she were to use her Bodily Manipulation power on herself. This power manifests itself as her being able to consciously control the formation of her own biological material. The result is that Margaret is capable of morphing her body into a weapon of bone and flesh. For example, she could manipulate the structure of her arm to form a crude blade made from her bones or she could sprout two bony fangs from her mouth. As you can imagine, her power is quite… repugnant to many.

Finally, her Bloodlust is an unconscious drive for blood. The sight of it drives her feral and her increase in aggression is directly related to just how bloody an altercation could get. Her savagery only amplifies her strength and speed as she appears to get ‘hungrier’ for blood but she doesn’t actually have to drink it. In fact, she doesn’t really need anything to sustain her at this point. She’s entirely self-sustaining.

There is an interesting interaction that happens between these of these powers. Namely, Margaret’s own conscious changes to her body will not be undone by her more unconscious regeneration, but rather, it will assist in the process greatly. As you can imagine, altering someone’s body in such a way would cause all sorts of problems like bleeding out, shock to the system and so on. However with Margaret’s regeneration, her body can readily adapt to those extreme changes without the negative impact. The only exception is that the process is still quite painful as nerves twist and turn along with the rest of her body. But the payoff from this power can be huge.
There are also some other creative strategies that Margaret utilizes. She learned that she could remove sections of her brain and plant that into a fresh human corpse in order to control the living dead. Essentially real zombies, right down to the slow shuffling feet and the need to eat living flesh. With bits of her mind implanted into those corpses, she can strategically use them for a variety of uses. A meatshield? A distraction? Or maybe a clumsy getaway driver? The possibilities are endless. Stopping them is just how you’d expect, blow out their brains.

Attributes (Select one at each category):

Strength Level: 40T
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 40 MPH
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Unharmed = limitless, wounded = depends on wound
Agility: 10X
Intelligence: Genius
Fighting Skill: Untrained

Resources: None
Weaknesses:The best strategies to take Margaret on aren’t too complex, albeit that incapacitating her is easier than killing her. She’ll still sustain damage and harm as severe wounds need time to heal. Aiming to inflict heavy damage upon Margaret could give one victory. Electricity still has an effect on Margaret and something as simple as a Taser can halt her dead in her tracks. Fire is another way to heavily impede and damage Margaret as the whole process of burning is quiet painful.
Supporting Characters (Does your character have a significant other? A mother? Friend? Who are they, what do they have to do with your character?):

Emil Haefield - 39 Years old, has been in a coma for the past six years, whereabouts unknown, no records of him passing if he ever did

Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?: Yes
Sample Post:

"♫ One bod, two bod, three bod, four! ♫" A rather soft, cheery voice echoed in a darkened room, lit only by the glowing full moonlight creeping in through the small upper windows of the small tiled morgue. The moonlight illuminated the blue-haired singer as she pranced around the room, weaving in between the cold lifeless bodies all laid out on metal tables in the center of the room.

"♫ Five bod, six bod, seven bod, more! ♫" The blue-haired singer continued but her prancing finally stopped as she hovered a sloppily placed corpse. The singer's eyes appeared to twinkle in the moonlight as she licked her lips in anticipation for what was about to come... and then it did.

The blue-haired singer reached around to draw a dirty looking scalpel and waved it just over the corpse as if teasing it with what was about to come. Then she harshly jabbed the scalpel into the eye of the corpse, twisting and digging causing stagnant fluids to slowly drip out. Once she was pleased with her work, she excitedly leapt to the next body to perform the exact same procedure and so on as she continued for each of her corpses, 7 in total.

Finished she discarded the scalpel and skipped over towards the corpse where she had begun. She reached down to pick up her second tool, a hammer, and inspected it carefully as if this would have more precision than her scalpel. The hammer apparently passed her test and raised it up, waving it in the air like it was trophy. Then without any second thought she bent down to place her head on the metal operating table and began bashing the side of her skull with her own hammer. Bits of her brain exploded out as her super strength wrecked her head but after after a few hits she stopped, apparently pleased.

She lifted her broken skull but remarkably, it was rapidly putting itself back together. Sections of her brain were replaced by a sudden resurgence of new bio-material before her head was back to normal.

Once she recovered, she reached around and rubbed the side of her head to inspect that everything was right where she wanted it. Satisfied, she returned to the operation at hand. She gathered up all the little bits of her brain and delicately placed a piece into each of the corpses' eyes. It took only a minute for each corpse to register the foreign anomaly and they suddenly sprang to life with pained, gasping moans. The dead had risen and they were ready for their newfound lives.

So I kind of cheated but oh well. Hopefully it meets standards.

@Pirouette

Approved

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Icon knew that Vigilante was right, that if Effigy had been able to mimic his powers it could have conceivably been too much for the team to bring down, so grudgingly he took to the sky and hovered above the action. He had never been one to feel powerless, yet in this instance, that is exactly how he felt. He wanted to do so much more, but he knew that in this case, he was best serving the team by staying out of the fray.

But he watched.

He watched as the team tried to pinpoint which of the Arachnes was the real one. He watched as Vigilante fired at one of the spider women trying to suss out which one was which, and though he seemed satisfied that he had discovered the imposter, the rest of the team was less sure, and were vocal about it.

Come on guys, keep it together. Icon thought to himself, hoping that the rest of the team would soon take down Effigy, clearing the way for him to return to the action, and then end the threat of Dr. Diplodoc and Pax Metahuman once and for all.

“Icon, be ready to fly back. I might have a job for you.” Chris Arthur’s voice came through the earpiece that the armored hero had given to the members of the different teams before they descended on West Virginia.

“Right.” Icon said as he rocketed away from West Virginia toward Lost Haven, hoping as he went that Arthur knew what he was doing.

***

The light was harsh as she opened her eyes, so much so that she was forced to blink several times in order to give her eyes a chance to adjust. Her ears rang as she tried to gather her wits, and she ached all over. The Black Widow had given her a beating, however she was able to take care of the arachnid villain, that much she was sure of. But what Radiance wasn’t exactly sure of, was where she was now. The last thing she remembered was checking to make sure that she hadn’t killed Black Widow, and then everything went dark.

It took her several moments, but she finally realized where she was. Much to her relief, she wasn’t in some dungeon in Dr. Diplodoc’s lair, in fact, it was quite the opposite. She sat up slowly, the pain that coursed through nearly every inch of her body did it’s best to keep her down, yet she gritted her teeth and got back to her feet. And for the first time, she realized that she wasn’t alone. She saw Chris Arthur standing behind a computer console directing the assault against Dr. Diplodoc’s forces, and she also saw the White Witch, also sprawled out on the floor.

She took a step towards Arthur and a sharp pain in her ribs nearly brought her to her knees, but she did her best to ignore the pain and approached Arthur.

“How did I get here, and how do I get back?” She said, determined to rejoin her teammates in West Virginia. “We have a job to finish, and I’m not sitting this thing out.”

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I've also amended one of the rules, and added another which I think will help out in the long run due to issues that have popped up from time to time.

The new rule:

* If you are collaborating with another player and you do not hear from them for 1 week, and they have not let us know of an absence either in the OOC or through PM's either directly to you or the GM's, feel free to move on without them.

The amended rule:

* This game is essentially a PG-13 game. Use your discretion for cussing and swearing in posts. Some swearing is okay, but don't overdue it. Please don't make me amend this down the line.

and to clarify that last one, I personally don't care about swearing, but others might have a problem with it or be offended. So again, let's not overdue it.

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Hush you. I will if I want to, there's so many fun things that can be done with cuffs after all.

@Fallenreaper

See, you say that and people think nice, wholesome kink.

I see that, and I have flashbacks to a crazy ex and the movie Misery...

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*coughcoughcoughdon'tgetarrestedthisweekendcoughcoughcough*

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Work...apartment hunting...pfft.

Excuses, excuses...

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Actually...prior to August, he was experimenting on "guinea pigs" with an incomplete serum. These subjects would slowly suffer from their bodies rejecting the serum. So this could work.

@Dedonus

I agree. I like where you're headed and I think it's a good start. I'd just like to see a bit more information. Tell us a bit about her life before she was experimented on. Why is she the way she is? Did she ever have a family? Friends? If it helps, take a look at some of the other CS's and see what kind of info they have.

Again, this isn't a denial, it's just a request for more info. Like I said, I like where I think you're going with this.