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Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

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Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Character you have created:
Katarina von Rysech / Katarzyna z Ryzsecz

Alias:
Various names that have been bandied about in the ages, though most simply call her The Red Countess.

Speech Colour (Actually say what you're using):
#921111

Character Alignment:
A true Villain of the ages, Katarina is bent on unlocking the deepest secrets of the arcane and of the ultimate goal of unlife - to be free of the need for blood and to no longer fear the sun... And she will do *anything* to get it.

Identity:
Only known to a handful of those versed in the dark arts of necromancy and vampirism.

Character Personality:
Selfish, undependable and duplicitous, von Rysech is not a woman to be trusted or relied upon for important duties, though she is capable of loyalty to some causes, so long as they suit her own purposes ultimately. She plays the long game, willing to allow the mortals about her play along with their own little flickers of energy, their brief moments of glory before the cold embrace of death takes over. She is willing to grant others the mercy of the Blood Kiss, though any that are turned by her are subservient to her every whim and desire, no matter how dangerous or damaging it may be. When in battle, she is utterly merciless and ruthless to a fault, willing to sacrifice even the largest and most powerful of their servants in her search for power and her birthright - her lands in what is now Kaliningrad, the old Holy Roman county of Preussen-Konigsberg. Ultimately, she wishes to create her own vampiric paradise, where the hateful rays of the sun are obscured by the mists of undeath, and those in her thrall toil for her benefit, and finally, von Rysech will rebuild the Tower of Spires, and within, she will retire to her libraries once more. She lusts for knowledge and arcane arts, and will not hesitate to jump at any opportunity to expand her collection of spells and arcane magicks.

Uniform/costume:
Katarina often sports Renaissance-style clothing (in spite of the changing times) as she is more comfortable with the clothing that she knew in her mortal life.

Origin Info/Details:

Chapter 1: Manifestation of Evil

Countess Katarina von Rysech was born on the Spring Solstice in 1494 in the town of Neuhausen, a Teutonic fortified settlement founded by the knightly order on their invasion of Prussia in the later 13th century, into an unsettled era of violence and war within Prussia. The Polish-Lithuanian King Jan Olbracht Jagiellon had recently consolidated the gains Poland had made during the Thirteen Years War, in which Katarina's parents had supported the Teutonic Order against the Prussian Confederation and subsequently had suffered devastation of their lands by Polish and Prussian soldiers. Katarina's own birth was surrounded in rumours of secrecy and sorcery - Graf Johann von Rysech was thought to be an impotent imbecile, and his wife Anya was of low-born stock: there were those who suspected that Katarina was either a bastard child or birthed through dark magics brought upon the couple by their Lithuanian doctor, Vytautas Revinskas: a pagan worshipper of the Romuva faith and thought to be part doctor and part sorcerer, Revinskas somehow was able to get the couple to conceive a child, which the parents predicted would be a boy. Though the pregnancy was trouble-free, the sex of the baby was wrong - nine months to the day of conception, a healthy baby girl was born - Katarina.

Her childhood was a troubled one, to match a troubled child. Revinskas often meddled with her education in the Christian arts, planting seeds of doubt that God truly was who the Bible dictated, or that Jesus Christ was the Son of God and not, say, an impostor? Revinskas encouraged the young girl to question those beliefs that were considered truths, and to be skeptical of all that the Church decried as heretical or heathen - were they simply afraid of the real truth? These seeds of doubt would, in time, blossom and bear fruit, Revinskas thought, for he was playing the long game. The castle itself and the lands surrounding it began to warp and twist over the coming months and years, though so slowly that it was barely noticeable even to the trained eyes of the clergy - though the appearance of the Comet of the Feast of St. Peter and Paul in 1499 and 1507, on the very same day of the year no less, the 29th of June, began to arouse suspicion and fear from the superstitious peasantry. At the same time, rumours of Luciferian cults and dark magics began to emerge in late 1507, with several women burned in the local area for witchcraft: the weather was unusually wet, cold and above all dark. Some days, it was said, the sun barely reached over the horizon, and in the winter of 1507-1508, some days the sun was not present whatsoever. Even those well-versed in astronomy and science could not explain this freakish phenomenon, and so, in March 1508, it was decided that the pagan priest had to die, for it was he who was causing these inexplicable occurrences, and it was he who was bringing the wrath of God upon the lands, and the Graf was abetting this wrath by allowing the priest to remain in his court! The burghers, clergy and peasants gathered together in a great throng and rose up in revolt, in defence of faith and land. They besieged Castle Neuhausen, seat of their absentee Graf, in the hope of seizing both the priest Revinskas and the "Demon Child" that he had helped bring into this world - Katarina. The Graf and his soldiers manned the walls and defended admirably against the motley cannon that the peasant revolt was able to muster, and for three months, the siege of Neuhausen was underway, as the Graf stubbornly refused to surrender the castle, for he thought the peasants would simply sack it and destroy the riches of the aristocracy. However, unbeknown to all involved, the three month delay was a carefully crafted plan by Revinskas and the Luciferians within that area of Prussia. The siege would have been unsuccessful regardless: Revinskas and Katarina had fled the area before the siege had even begun, hurrying away deep into the Lithuanian hinterland in Zemaitija and Klaipeda on Katarina's 14th birthday. There, Katarina had undergone a radical change, perhaps signifying the corruption within that had been brought to the fore by Revinskas and his cultists; her hair was white as snow, her eyes two glowing orbs of smouldering red, and she was now well-versed in forbidden necromantic lore, taught to her by the Luciferians and by Revinskas. She had even had the Black Mass performed, her naked form lying on a black stone table, with a sigil of her own blood painted on her breast, a dagger in her right hand and a silvered chalice on her stomach, a ring of chanting cultists praising the Fallen Angel. She watched now as Revinskas put his plan into action.

The date was the 30th of May, 1508, and as the sun slowly rose over the fields surrounding Castle Neuhausen, all natural light was suddenly snuffed out, replaced by a fell green-glowing skull in the sky providing the only light for the panicked revolting army. The moat surrounding the castle turned into a broiling lake of blood before their very eyes, whilst the castle's drawbridge opened seemingly by itself. The revolters turned to fight their enemy, but what they saw was not at all what they expected - the legions of the living dead. Zombified corpses clutched crude clubs and shambled forth, whilst beside them, the creaking of animated bones as skeletal figures took up rusted arms and donned tattered scraps of mail and cloth. At their head was a grotesquely-obese creature, sitting upon a defiled throne stinking of sewage and disease: the Graf had been turned into a near-amorphous blob of pustule-ridden flesh which belched forth its commands, whilst beneath the throne, a nude, spidery-limbed woman shrieked at their foe, seemingly piercing the very air around the revolting army and sending some mad there and then - Katarina's dear sweet mama, Anya von Rysech. The Luciferians had succeeded in their rituals, and the dead walked once more. Though their spirit was valiant, the revolting army had no chance. The living dead fell upon the revolting army as a pack of wolves would fall on an undefended flock of sheep, tearing and gnashing at those who dared stand in their way. Thousands of Prussians were ripped apart in gouts of bloodied gore as the living dead gorged themselves in an orgy of destruction and bloodshed, in the name of the Fallen Angel. The skull in the sky began to cackle; a horrific, grating cacophony of laughter mixed with human screams - the screams of the dying of Neuhausen. As the last few realised their dreadful mistake, they turned to flee, but the very earth itself seemed to turn against them - grass became deep mud beneath their feet, clinging to them like concrete, leaving them all but helpless against the overwhelming tide of the undead. Soon, the revolt had been slaughtered to a man. His raven servants providing sight for his obsidian scrying ball, Revinskas cackled with glee as his plan to corrupt the Count and Countess had at last come to pass. Katarina, for her part, impassively watched as generations of her subjects were slaughtered before her eyes, many by their own ancestors that they had not long buried. She stared at the carnage and slaughter, and barely even moved.

Revinskas began to spill the beans, so to speak... it was he who had rendered the Count all but impotent and feckless, and it was he who had been machinating behind the scenes to ensure the match between the Count and Countess, and the birth of Katarina. Then, he would fulminate rebellion and discontent amongst the peasantry, and then watch as the peasants turn upon the corrupted rulership, before unleashing his trap at Castle Neuhausen. Then, with the Count and Countess out of the way, he would marry Katarina and rule Neuhausen in their stead, promulgating a great demonic bloodline from whenceforth a new generation of the undead would rule, as in Romania... The last step in Revinskas' plan was the turning of Katarina herself. The Bloody Kiss was Revinskas' reward for her service and her studiousness, and he eagerly gave it, seeing that at last his prize was in his grasp... For three long, agonising days, Katarina slowly wasted away, her body unable to fight the vampirism wracking it from the inside, her immune system turning on itself and destroying that which it needed to continue functioning normally. Finally, on the third day, after hours of feverish sweats, blinding pain and uncontrollable spasms, Katarina von Rysech died, with a final, heart-wrenching scream. For a few nerve-wracking moments, it all hung in the balance. Was she strong enough to turn fully? Revinskas stepped forward with a black rapier in his hand, and Katarina opened her eyes, and smiled a rueful, fanged smile. The Red Countess was born from the death of the 14-year old girl. She sat up, and looked at her mentor, who nodded once and held out the sword. "My darling, this is for you." Taking it in both hands, she turned it over, chuckling to herself as Revinskas turned away to begin making plans.

"Revinskas, you old fool. My destiny is my own... I will not have some halfwit Lithuanian dictating to me what I will and will not do!" In less than a heartbeat, Katarina had taken the sword and plunged it into Vytautas Revinskas' back, piercing his old, blackened, corrupted heart. Wrenching his head back so she could whisper in his ear, Katarina laughed, a low, sultry, seductive laugh accompanied by a shake of the head. "My destiny is mine, do you hear me? Mine. Forever." And with that, she withdrew the sword. Vytautas Revinskas sank to his knees, his form slowly crumbling, flesh sloughing from bone as he was unable to maintain himself... and finally, he simply crumbled to dust.

"I am Katarina, Countess of Neuhausen. Though you sought to use me for your own ends, I will seek to continue your work. Perhaps you will find this sweet succour as your soul burns in Hell."

Chapter 2: The Red Countess Ascendant

With Revinskas dead, the county of Neuhausen thoroughly under the control of Lucifer's cults and Katarina still in the Lithuanian hinterlands, the stage was set for another bloody and difficult conflict. The Luciferians refused to hand over power to Katarina after they discovered Revinskas' murder at her hands, and declared that she was apostate in the Luciferian Brotherhood; effectively casting her out and attempting to disavow her of any of her vampiric power under the rituals that Revinskas had performed. At the head of the Luciferian cults was a man named Stefan Grenzer, a man from Konigsberg who had been elected Arch-Priest of the Luciferian Brotherhood within Neuhausen and who now had the loyalty of supposedly all who followed him. However, Revinskas' spells were not infallible - Katarina knew how to counter them and how to gain control of the army of the dead that he had created at Castle Neuhausen, including the spells which he had placed upon her parents to corrupt them into their current forms. After slaying the Luciferians that had accompanied Revinskas to Lithuania, Katarina set out on the journey to return to East Prussia to reclaim her rightful lands, and destroy these arrogant believers. In truth, it was not Lucifer that Katarina followed; far from it, for Katarina had begun to question all religion and saw much of it as the root of the blasted world's problems (little did she know that 100 years later, the most terrible of European wars would prove her right) and so she dedicated her time to magic, rather than relying on boons from gods she neither knew nor cared for. Katarina reached the outskirts of Prussia in late November 1508, and could already feel the rotting canker at the heart of the Baltic Sea - Lucifer's roots had grown deep in the region, and his corruption was endemic. She would, somewhat reluctantly, have to purge it, lest the Holy Roman Emperor send his Imperial armies to cleanse the lands of heresy and witchcraft, as they had done so in Bohemia in the days of Jan Hus. Then all would be for naught, and the Red Countess would rule over nothing but her own coffin. Therefore, in great secrecy, Katarina returned to Neuhausen and hid, conducting several rituals that Revinskas had taught her in the deep dungeons of the castle, and subsequently taking over control of the army of the dead that her mentor had built for her, and disguise them as living troops. In addition to this, she sent missives to the Margraves of Pomerania and Brandenburg, begging them to help her against this new heresy that threatened the stability of Prussia and threatened to spill over into their own lands. Boguslaw X Gryf agreed to send an army to assist her, and in early 1510, Katarina revealed herself to the Luciferians, storming the nearby town of Neuhausen with her father and his army and slaughtering the local garrison and clergy. Reeling from the shock of her sudden re-appearance, Arch-Priest Grenzer rallied his allies and marched on Castle Neuhausen itself, seeking to cut off this new threat at the head, not counting on the intervention of Duke Boguslaw or the Pomeranian army, which invaded Prussia in April, meeting up with Katarina's forces in May. Later on that month, both the Prussians and Pomeranians marched on the Brotherhood's main base of operations: the castle of Osterode. The Luciferians and Prussian Alliance clashed outside Osterode on the 19th of May, 1510, with both Katarina and Stefan Grenzer present on the field. Grenzer's army of zealots and heretics tried to call upon the dark magics of Lucifer to aid them in the battle, but it was here where Katarina revealed one of her most potent weapons against divine warriors; with a gesture, she cut off the magical powers that Grenzer was summoning to support his allies, and rendered them vulnerable to attack. The Battle of Osterode was a crushing defeat for the Brotherhood - scattered to the winds, and with Grenzer dead, Katarina was able to solidify her hold over her new state with the aid of Boguslaw Gryf. The Pomeranians returned home with a nominal oath of fealty to Boguslaw from Katarina in their hands as recompense for his assistance, but it seems the message was never officially delivered to the Duke - a sore spot for many years to come, and something that would ultimately prove to be her downfall much later.

Though externally, Neuhausen seemed to be safe from any threats, internally, Katarina knew there was much to do. The Red Countess had not yet earned her name, and the Prussian nobility had not yet been made to know the glory of the Blood Kiss... throwing off the disguise of the living, Katarina revealed herself as her true form in 1512, when she re-invoked the old pacts that Revinskas had initially bound to Castle Neuhausen, transforming it from a once-noble fortification to a barracked charnel pit of death and fear - she invited all of the minor nobles and clergymen of her region to a great feast, and once they were inside, she ordered the doors sealed and allowed herself to feast and sate her lust on each one, implanting each with the Blood Kiss in turn. The Feast of the Nobles, as it became known, was Katarina's first true act as Vampire Countess of Neuhausen - she had bent the nobility and the clergymen to obey her every whim, and she sent them forth into the countryside to begin her grand plan of corruption, repression and fear. Slowly, the nobility began to corrupt the very essence of the earth itself, whilst Katarina relaxed in her throne room, supping from an ever-present glass of 'aged red' as she began to read through the ancient tomes that her agents had procured from the Luciferian Brotherhood and from heretical collections that had been condemned by the former clergy. When rumours of witchcraft began to leak out from Neuhausen into the surrounding regions, Katarina ordered her agents to hunt down and eliminate the spreaders, hoping to contain knowledge of the truth of the nobility to only those who were required to know - none could truly learn of the Red Countess and her extravagant manners. At the same time, Katarina began work on what would be her magnum opus of achievements - the construction of the Tower of Spires, a monolithic masterpiece of stone and Gothic architecture, as well as containing one of the largest collections of forbidden lore in Europe. The Tower's construction lasted from 1519 to 1560 (such was the complexity of its design and the difficulty of its building) and it replaced Castle Neuhausen as the centrepiece of Katarina's court. However, Katarina devoted less and less time to her courtiers, and more and more to her expanding library of forbidden knowledge and the arcane arts, in her quest to explore undeath and potentially free herself from the confines of blood and darkness, to spread her wings far and wide into new lands and new pastures.

Chapter 3: The Fall of the Red Reign

TBD

Hero Type (Select one):
Supernatural.

Power Level (Select one below):
Possibly as powerful as World-Level, given the right resources and time.

Powers (Be Specific):

- Can shift shapes from humanoid to beast (bat swarm) to monstrous (known as the Gheist) forms.
- Superhuman strength.
- Blinding speed and reflexes.
- Can raise and control the dead, even in very advanced stages of decay or even skeletal remains.
- Can summon arcane creatures of necromantic power to assault her foes, including giant smoke skulls that cough forth poisonous gas, or massive scythes that sweep across the battle, cutting through all in their path.
- Can control darkness and shield herself for a short amount of time from the sun's influence.
- Can impart the Bloody Kiss upon others, vampirising them and enslaving them to her will and her every desire, though it can be broken out of.
- All of Katarina's abilities can be strengthened when she has fed from one of her unfortunate victims.

Attributes (Select one at each category):

Height: Five feet and eleven inches.
Weight: 148 pounds, or 67.1 kg.
Strength Level: About 60 to 70 tons at maximum strength, though at risk of tiring herself quicker.
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 100+ MPH at maximum reflexes, though at risk of tiring herself quicker.
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: About 4 hours per feeding.
Agility: 15X Normal
Intelligence: Not quite Genius, though she plays the long game...
Fighting Skill: Mastered. The Red Countess is a vicious and powerful fighter, particularly with her rapier or when she transforms into the Gheist.

Resources:
Limited at best currently. Katarina is slowly returning to power, and lacks much of her repertoire and her infrastructure, including her library of ancient tomes. Katarina currently has herself, her power and that's about it.

Weaknesses:
Though a Vampire, Katarina is still susceptible to physical damage and if her mortal form is destroyed, she will flee back to Neuhausen as the proverbial mist to regenerate. Depending on her level of power, this can take any time between minutes and weeks, during which time she is still vulnerable to her coffin being attacked and destroyed, which will kill her. None but the most powerful gods can save her undead soul after that. Katarina is still vulnerable to the sun and will suffer very serious consequences in direct sunlight, though she can somewhat tolerate overcast conditions due to her power. Christians beware, however, for she is no stranger to the symbols of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Some say it is because of her Prussian heritage, others that even God has a plan in mind for her, others still that her latent atheism protects her, but whatever the reason, crosses and religious artefacts will not stop Katarina.

Supporting Characters:

- Lord Franz Siegfried Philipp Ludwig von Sigmaringen, Katarina's beloved fiance and vampire of Swabia. Franz Siegfried has been Katarina's constant companion since early in her reign, and accompanied her as she fled into the catacombs of the Tower of Spires. Weaker and bent to Katarina's will, Franz Siegfried is nevertheless a potent physical adversary in battle, though he lacks much of Katarina's power.

Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?: I've already posted two of them, damn it.

Theme Song: Katarina, The Red Countess

Notes on the 'Blood Kiss'

The Blood Kiss is the von Rysech terminology for their bite. Anathema to mortality, the Blood Kiss can be utilised in several ways.

The primary, and most commonly thought of, method is the Transformation - the vampire injects the victim with a tiny quantity of their own blood through their fangs, which causes a devastating blood disease which invariably kills the victim, allowing their full transformation into a true vampire - how Katarina was turned.

For those the vampire wishes to keep around as slaves, the Blood Kiss is a simple bite. With the bite, the vampire casts a spell upon the victim, which enslaves and breaks the victim's will and allows the vampire to use the victim as a mobile blood bank, or vampire cattle, if one uses the definition from The Elder Scrolls. However, the Blood Kiss nevertheless slowly corrupts the victim over time, and eventually transforms the victim into something known as an 'Empty' - a hollow corpse that is almost akin to a zombie, only much faster and more bestial.

A third way is the manner that Franz was turned, in that the vampire's bite causes limited vampirism from the vampire's saliva. This creates a creature known to the von Rysechs as a 'Servant of Darkness' - neither human nor vampire. Blessed with the lesser powers common to all vampires, and yet still eligible for feeding, the Servants of Darkness are the von Rysechs' primary agents in the field. They require human blood for true sustenance, though they are capable of limited sustenance from mortal foodstuffs or animal blood.

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It had been almost four hundred years since her Fall. Four hundred years of suffering, slow regeneration and isolation from the world in her coffin. The surface-dwellers, the living, the mortals above - all thought that she was dead, that the Red Countess was perhaps never anything more than a myth, a legend that lived only in folk tales from Prussia. Four hundred years of archaeological digs had failed to unearth her, and so she was allowed to rest in peace... until now. The magics and balance of the world had changed, with the rise of the superheroes and supervillains, and the age of metahumanity had begun. From deep within the bowels of an abandoned ruin, a coffin stirred and slowly came to life, as a dull red glow surrounded it from within.

The Red Countess awakes from her torpor.

Katarina staggered forward and fell to the dusty stone floor, the coffin lid falling to one side and the ashes of her once-sumptuous attire swirling about her in a mockery of her old status and power, brought down by Sigismund Vasa, the Polish bastard. She could feel her old wounds aggravating her, and she thirsted... by God, she thirsted. Her energy levels were such that even opening her eyes felt an unimaginable task, let alone standing up. She lay on the cold stone for what felt like an eternity, before slowly, and painfully, she reached out a nailed hand and tried to drag herself forward, finding no strength in her tired and blood-starved muscles; despite her best efforts, she remained stubbornly immobile, her rage increasing, until finally, her will snapped and she screamed as loud as she could in pathetic defiance of her condition. She found herself practically unable to move from lack of energy, and had anyone been aware of her... they could have ended her right there and then. However, there was only one who was with her - Franz Siegfried, the man who stood by her as her world burned, as her whole dreams were cast down and shattered, as her lands were slaughtered and devastated. And now, it was he who stood above her, looking down, a broad, fanged smile on his face, with a hand extended to help her back to her feet. "Katarina, my sweet love... it has been a long time. "

Her arms protested as she slowly crawled over to his closest leg and gripped it tightly, using his clothes and frame as a structural aid as she slowly crawled to her feet. "Franz... please... help me... let me feed." Her throat was dry, her voice cracking with the strain, but Franz smiled, nodded and proceeded to open up his neck, allowing Katarina to sink her fangs into his throat and drink deeply of his tainted blood, infected as he was by a fragment of Katarina's power. She gasped involuntarily as power began to course through her torpid veins and her old strength returned to her. She withdrew her fangs as Franz staggered back, holding a hand to the bite wound, and she wiped her mouth with her hand. "Thank you. I knew you would come to save me from my torpor one day, Franz. Perhaps there is hope for us yet... hope for Neuhausen. Hope for the Tower. Hope for us to rebuild what we had. Our empire. Our future. Our... our love." Katarina looked over at a glass display case where Franz had laid out her most treasured outfit of luxurious fabrics and leather, as well as her fabled sword, Black Sun. She walked over to the case and smashed through the glass with but a light punch, and took hold of her new clothes and her sword. Dressing herself, she sheathed her sword and turned back to Franz, who looked upon her with adoring eyes, as ever.

"Franz... We have much to do. We must find allies, resources, power, and we must find it elsewhere. We could escape our foes in the New World... And there we could build up our empire with which to strike back at the hated Church, strike back at those who wronged us! Those who envied our power, our glory!The Poles, the Germans, the Lithuanians... they all will die at my hand! Let the world know... The Red Countess returneth!"

@Legion X51

I'll go ahead and approve

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Slipstream’s ears were ringing after the impact, which also left her dizzy and seeing double. She didn’t know who the mountain of a man was that had assaulted her, but whoever she was one thing was certain, he packed one hell of a punch. She fought to get up; however, with her head spinning, no sooner did she get to her feet did she find herself back down on one knee.

This isn’t good. She thought to herself as she tried to clear her head. She could feel the brute walking towards her, and though she couldn’t make out what he was saying over the ringing in her ears, she knew that he was taunting her. As the massive man bore down on her, she couldn’t help but to wonder if she was actually cut out for this line of work. Sure, she was good at rescuing little old ladies in the crosswalk, and cats out of trees, but when it came to going up against other meta-humans, this monster of a man had shown her that she was woefully under prepared. The ground shook as the man stomped toward her, and then suddenly…it stopped.

She looked up and saw that someone else had joined the party. The man in the suit of armor was talking to the brute, and though she wasn’t able to hear what he was saying, it seemed to draw the ire of the behemoth, who charged at him.

Thanks for the distraction, Iron…Guy. She thought to herself as she struggled to remember her savior’s name. Though she recognized him, she never really paid attention to the various superheroes who have popped up over the last couple of years, something that she knew that she would have to change…assuming she survived this encounter.
She took the opportunity provided by the Iron Knight’s distraction to get to her feet and gather her senses. After a moment, her vision steadied and the ringing in her ears stopped. Though she was still a bit unsteady on her feet, she thought that she was recovered enough to take another crack at the mountain-like man while he was distracted by the newcomer.

In the blink of an eye, Slipstream raced toward the behemoth. She ran circles around him, peppering him with punches and elbows to the brute’s midsection, and extended to deliver shots to his head, neck, and face. Hundreds of punches and elbows in a matter of seconds.

“Are you…” She paused for a split second before resuming her attacks.

“Just gonna…”

“Stand there…?” She paused every few passes around the large man, directing her questions at the Iron Knight.

“Or…”

“Are you…”

“Gonna…”

“Knock him…”

“On…”

“His ass..?” She finally came to a stop in front of the dazed brute. “I hope you have something in that suit that’ll bring him down…I don’t...hoo...I don't think I can do that again.” She said trying to catch her breath, having expended about everything she had left after the beating that she had taken before the Iron Knight had arrived.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

ok, so I should have something up sometime tonight so long as the hotel I'm staying in doesn't lose power because of this storm.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Looks good, though you might want to change the location of the shack that her creator lived in, as East of Lost Haven is the Atlantic Ocean. But yeah, you're approved

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

I'll be working on some more stuff tomorrow

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

In the days since she foiled the bank robbery in LA, Amanda had been on Cloud Nine. Never in a million years had she dreamed that would ever be able to make a difference the way that now could because of the powers she received from the Meta Domes all those months ago. In the days since she debuted in LA, putting an end to a brazen bank robbery, she found herself running her way all the way up and down the California coast, doing everything that she could to help. Her deeds varied from stopping muggers and minor crime, to preventing an out of control school bus from driving through the children waiting for their ride to school.

For the first time in her life, Amanda truly felt alive.

She had been having dinner with her friend Gemma and her roommate Izzy when she found her mind wandering. Since her powers had manifested, Amanda found it difficult to stay in one place for too long. She got antsy and always wanted to be on the move. While she knew that she really should stay and hang out with her friends, she just couldn’t bring herself to do it, and soon found herself out zipping through the streets of Pacific Point. She made her way to some of her favorite spots in the city, Pacific Point Pier just in time to watch the sun sink beneath the Pacific, then to the bluffs, which gave, in her opinion the best panoramic view of the coast in all of California. Then she made her way to where it all began for her, Huntington Park. It was here that she had first discovered her newfound abilities as she saved an oblivious old man from a dubious fate of man sized roadkill.

She smiled as she remembered the man’s baffled expression as she pulled him to safety. However, it was a smile cut short as she heard a disturbance in the distance. She looked in the direction of the disturbance, but at first didn’t see anything out of the ordinary. However, upon closer inspection, she noticed a white van parked at the end of a nearby alley way next to Tornadoes, a popular night spot just on the other side of the park. The van itself was nondescript and looked like it could easily be driven by a local creeper who drove around offering popsicles to children, but that notwithstanding, nothing seemed off about it.

At least until she heard the screaming.

Without even thinking she dashed off toward the van, and as she approached it, she saw that there was indeed something very wrong. There were four men, each of whom appeared to be heavily armed. They had grabbed a man and were forcing him into the back of the van. As Amanda got closer, she saw that the man appeared to be a meta human with reptilian features. He had scaly skin and lizard like eyes, and he looked absolutely terrified. One of the four armed men struck the meta human in the back of the head with the butt of what looked like a shotgun, causing the reptile man to go slack before two of the others grabbed him and dragged him to the back of the van.

“Not tonight, creeps!” She said as she darted toward the men, lowering her shoulder into the chest of the man who had hit the meta with the gun, a blow that sent the man flying backward about a dozen yards before crashing hard to the ground.

She zipped around the other three men, striking at them with fists and elbows, knocking the men to the ground as she moved around the van, looking like a purple streak to anyone looking on. Once the four armed thugs were incapacitated, Slipstream made her way to the back of the van and found not only the reptile man that she had been trying to save, but at least a half a dozen others. She assumed that they were all meta humans, though not all of them had such obvious physical traits as the reptilian.

She was about to tell them that it was all going to be alright, that she was going to get them out of there when the van suddenly and violently rocked, as if someone, or something were getting out of the vehicle.
“I wondered how long it would take for one of you to show up.” A voice shot from around the side of the van. Slipstream peered around the side of the van toward the source of the voice and took a step back when she saw the mountain of a man that it belonged to.

By her estimation, he stood around six foot nine inches tall, and was thickly built. If she had to guess, she would say that he probably weighed around three hundred and sixty pounds, and though he was a large man, he didn’t look like he had an ounce of fat on his body.

Well shit, I thought this was too easy. Slipstream thought to herself as she sprinted toward the man, hoping to catch him off guard. However, he had been ready for her. Before she had taken off toward him, the large man slapped his hands together in a downward facing angle. The impact of his hands coming together created a shockwave which caused the ground beneath her to buckle and jolt. The sudden movement of the ground beneath her feet caused her to lose her footing, and instead of running toward the man, she found herself slamming hard into the side of the van, then spinning to the ground where she hit her head on the pavement.

“Heh. Too easy. I’m embarrassed for you sweetheart, but the Hounds are just gonna love you.” He said as he took a step toward her.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Alright well I've finished it up, please look when you have time. This is the first time I've done anything rp related in a long time so if you do have to giggle please just go easy.

Some Bits are long, but I spent some time to cut it down

Character you have created: Dr. David Anderson Jones

Alias: Terra Firma(Working title?)

Speech Color ed1c24
Character Alignment: Hero

Identity: Secret

Character Personality: David is a patient, and focused person, qualities driven into him by his long years studying archeology. Although he attained his doctorate he still enjoys playing with his colleagues, including "misplacing" their notes from time to time, which irritates them greatly.

Uniform/costume:

Transformed

Human form?

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Origin Info/Details:

1st Half, Basically I'm an archeologist

Dr. David Anderson Jones was an American archaeologist who made a name for himself after publishing several papers proving the existence of several other undiscovered ancient tribes. After spending several more years and participating in several guest lectures at universities, including Lost Haven University, David finally found the location of an ancient ruin left behind by one of said tribes in the deep forests of South America. Eager to discover what awaited him inside the newly found ruins David eagerly set off by himself.

After spending days navigating the forests, using his altered maps, he finally found what he had been looking for. The structure itself seemed like a small two floored pyramid, but the inside presented him with what seemed like a maze that went on forever. After a few minutes spent navigating the hallways a feeling began to call to David, a feeling he couldn’t ignore, following that feeling took him half an hour, but he finally made his way to a large room. The room itself was massive, paintings, scriptures, and all sorts of symbols adorned the walls around him. The centerpiece of the massive chamber held a large, almost rainbow colored, crystal which illuminated the entire room, waves of energy fell off almost like a heartbeat.

My Hider

Upon touching the crystal David’s vision flashed to an entirely different scenario, a scene from the far past. A being pulsating with colors, similar to those radiating off the crystal, was floating above a battlefield of some kind. Various different looking tribesmen where flinging spears and arrows at each other and the being, suddenly lighting struck down onto every tribes’ weapons, destroying them in a violent light. The vision changed again to a scene of those same tribes, but this time they were eating together, and even dancing and drinking around the same crystal David was touching. Then the vision flashed onto modern day, with cars driving by, people walking past, and almost violently the scene changed again. This time there were no tribes celebrating, or people passing by, instead buildings lay in ruins, and the earth burned everywhere he could see. “How..” David mumbled to himself, he then tried to pull away from the crystal with no avail, suddenly he heard a voice in his head “Danger comes. Change needed. Host needed.” Unable to pull away from the crystal David felt himself being swallowed. When he awoke he found himself exhausted and adrift in the ocean until a fishing boat drove by to pick him up. When they asked what happened David simply told them he didn’t remember, which wasn’t far from the truth as he realized he had a serious gap in his own memory. What he could remember were certain feelings, and vague memories of him fighting. From attacking poachers, to some kind of creature underwater, his memory was in patches.

Hero Type (Select one): Elemental (?)

Power Level (Select one below): World Level

Powers (Be Specific):
Pyro Kinesis: David can shoot out or control flames in his immediate area, at further ranges past 10 it shoots out like a bolt. At 5 meters he has almost surgical precision.
Lightning Kinesis: David can shoot lighting from his own body, and shape it according to his will. But he cannot control it after it leaves him.
Geomancy: He can move, lift, and shift rocks around him, but moving something the size of a mountain is outside of his control. He can also control the size and shape of the rocks he moves around. Aside from rocks, and dirt David can also summon crystals if he so chose.
Supreme Durability: In his transformed mode David possesses high resistance to physical and energy attacks.
Prismatic Body: As most of his transformed body becomes a crystal he can redirect some energy attacks or light in general, at a direction of his choosing.
Chrysalis: If incapacitated or damaged to a certain point a
Levitation: In his transformed form he is capable of a primitive form of flight more along the lines of levitation.

Attributes (Select one at each category):
Height: 6'1
Weight: 220lbs
Strength Level: 70
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 50
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 2 hours
Agility: 20x
Intelligence: Average
Fighting Skill: Untrained

Resources: Minimal

Weaknesses:
David’s bonding with the Earth isn’t complete and as such has no defense against a psychic attack. Also due to his crystalline nature a sonic attack at the proper frequency would force him back into his human form. He can also be beaten down by an attacker if they were strong enough.
As a human he has no training outside of his scholarly pursuits and can be stabbed and shot just as easy as anybody else. If forced back into his human form he would be dazed and vulnerable for a few moments.

Supporting Characters:
Dr. Carmine Williams: A colleague and likeminded spirit David befriended the last time he lectured at Lost Haven University.

Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?: I’ll find out soon.

Sample Post :

I'm sorry it's long

“Wha-What is this?” David mumbled as he found his hands, no, his entire body had changed. The crystal in front of him had receded into the ground at some point, leaving only a freshly stirred mound in its place. Suddenly, as if answering his earlier question a vision flashed through his eyes, a volcano erupting, and then a scene of the Earth itself. “What’s that supposed to be, the power of the Earth? Is that what this is!” David shouted as he spun around the room, he was answered only by silence. “How do I undo this, turn me back, now!” David demanded, still talking to an empty room, his voice echoed for a second. “Bonding incomplete. Practice. Threat” A feminine voice spoke into his head, flat, emotionless. Then another vision came into his head, this time it was a camp of unusually armed people chopping through branches with machetes. Then the image switched to some kind of room, caged animals, and syringes on the floor. “Poachers, is that what they are?” David asked, although he knew that whatever this was didn’t always answer him.
As soon as he exited it was almost as if he could feel where he needed to go, but not how far, deciding he might need to go far he immediately broke into a run. Immediately after starting his legs he almost fell over. “Whoa, so much faster.” David mumbled, sparing a glance at the surroundings shrinking behind him, and his own feet moving far faster than they ever did. After a few minutes of running he saw what the Earth had been pushing towards, a one story building of some kind with jeeps parked on the other side by the front. David could overhear voices on the other side, deciding to go in quiet for some information he held himself on the side of the building, covered by the jeeps. “-ck out this cool hardware, looks like we got the best gig sitting out here with these new guns.” A slapping sound could be heard a second later. “No, no we didn’t.” Someone else replied with a hint of annoyance.
“Wait, what’s with that glow over by the jeep, did you leave a flashlight on?”
“I don’t think so, but let’s check it out.”
The two men spoke; David could tell they were definitely getting closer from their voices and footsteps. “Damn, I forgot I’m a freaking lava lamp.” David whispered to himself as he glanced at his body, and I really don’t want to kill anybody. Lighting, from that vision I can use lighting somehow. David recalled the vision from earlier as he thought to himself. David sprung from his cover with a giant leap above the jeep and the two patrol men landing in front of the building itself, leaving a slight crater, expunging the displaced dirt around him in a cloud. Realizing he forgot something David chastised himself in his head. Uh oh, forgot to find out if I was bulletproof beforehand, way to go captain dummy.
“What is that?”
“Doesn’t matter, open fire!” The two guards who had spoken unleashed a hail of red beams on him.
“The hell, these aren’t bullets!” David shouted as he staggered under their fire, in his panic he managed to shift his body to correctly allow the beams to redirect at the building and at the jeep behind the guards, the resulting explosion threw the guards forward in the air, landing just in front of David, and with a grunt they were both out. “I guess I don’t get to practice lightning today.” David whispered to himself, amazed by the destruction he inflicted purely on accident. Looking over at the building David spotting the hole burned through from earlier, squeezing through it David spotted a several cages stacked on top, it looks as though someone had stepped out before he could finish what he was doing. A stack of notes sat on top of a table, certain notes where separated from the others and a syringe was readied but unused, and the bio waste bin was empty. “Help the animals, that’s all you want right?” David questioned the entity from earlier, but was met with no response. David spent the better half of an hour carefully breaking open the cages and carrying the more injured animals deeper into the forest, just before he finished making off with the last one he could hear a car driving through the trees.
“Guess their friends were bound to show up.” David grumbled, drawing a perk from the cub in his hands. After setting down the cub momentarily he dug into the ground, lifting a sizeable chunk, and tossing into the front of the building. Deciding he was satisfied with his rushed rescue he made off with the last cub, as he ran he didn’t notice the armor had begun to disappear, revealing his human form again.

@Alternax

Looks good to me. Approved, welcome aboard.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

almost finished with the post, but I'm starting to fade and so I'll finish it tomorrow

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Been sick the last couple of days. I should have something up tonight.