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

Internet went out on me last night. Apparently the high winds we had caused an outage in my area. It wasn’t back on when I left for work this morning. I hope that it’s back up when I get home, if not I’ll probably just work on some posts offline. Or watch tv...or read comics..or something.

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

Barbie lied to me, my whole life is a giant farce now, built on a mountain of untruths.

@Liseran Thistle

Welcome to the club.

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

Spoiler warnings are a great thing. Some of us haven't seen this season yet....

So thanks for that...

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

Canal Saint-Martin Neighborhood, Northeastern Paris

As they usually do in the summer, the residents of the neighborhood of Canal Saint-Martin came out in droves to the banks of the canal to partake in all that the scenic area. Some people chose to picnic along the banks, enjoying a meal as they looked out over the waters. Street musicians strummed their guitars all along the streets which were dotted with cafes and boutiques, all of which were packed with customers. Residents and tourists alike walked along the iron footbridges which crisscrossed the canal, while others chose to ride up and down the waterways by boat.

Etoile made his way through the district flanked by two of his followers. The neighborhood had a vibe that radiated youthful energy, and Etoile hated it with a passion. The truth was, there was little that the Fae thug did not hate. He felt that the hierarchy of the Fae world was stagnant and weak. They hid from the human mongrels, allowing the humans to rule over the earth, relegating the Fae and other supernatural beings to a lesser existence. They hid in the shadows, living their lives as something less than what they were. Less than Fae, even less than human. The so-called Hounds of Humanity had shown the Fae and other supernatural beings just how weak they had become, becoming more of a threat to the supernatural underworld than they had seen in centuries. They had actually done him a great service. For decades, Etoile had preached about the virtue of Fae dominance. He had championed the cause of war. War with the humans, and later, the metahumans. However, his calls to action had been largely ignored by those in control, even the one Fae who he thought would have been sympathetic to his cause, The Ambassador herself.

“Stupide chienne.” He mumbled under his breath as he weaved through the crowded streets, not bothering to conceal his presence from the mongrels that infested the city like a plague of vermin.

Although the humans and by extension, those supernatural beings who refused to do what must be done disgusted him, he was so very close to having in his possession and item that would grant him the power he needed to assure his place in history. The artifact was an item of immense power, which, if the legends were to be believed, would grant the one who wielded it the power of a god. Though he had been looking for the artifact for decades, he had never had any real leads on its whereabouts, until now. Ironically, the shard of the Divinity, as it was called by historians and scholars, had been right under his nose all of this time. It wasn’t locked away in some heavily guarded vault in a museum, or under lock and key in a government facility. It was in the private art collection of Jacob Cadieux, a well known art collector, and if rumors were to be believed, a notorious gangster.

This fact made procuring the shard problematic. Or it could have been. Fortunately, Etoile had the best thief in all of France in his employ. For the human woman, snatching the shard from Cadieux’s chubby little fingers would not be a problem.

Or it shouldn’t have been.

However, despite the knowledge of what would happen to her and everyone that she had ever cared about should she not come to him with the shard at the predetermined place and time, she never showed up. Etoile did not know if the woman had failed to get his item, or if she had succeeded and decided to keep it for herself. In truth, he did not care. She had failed him, one way or another and that failure would prove to be costly. Seline would have to be made an example of, which was actually quite a pity, as he had genuinely liked her, at least as much as he could allow himself to like a human.

Quel gâchis Etoile said as he saw the home that Seline shared with several family members.

***

Just like most days, Sophie Cantrell sat lone in her room with her nose in a book. Although the it was had been a beautiful day, even with the sun setting, it was beginning to look the night would be just as pleasant, she had no interest in doing the things that most girls her age were doing on evenings like tonight. She did not want to go out and run around the canal chasing after boys or looking for cheap thrills. She had much better things to do. She had grand adventures to set out on, where she would meet interesting folks from all corners of the globe. There was great romance, heroes, villains, and even gut wrenching terror for her to experience.

All within the pages of her stories.

Within these stories she could become anything that she wanted. She could be a warrior princess battling evil hordes that threaten her land. Or she could be a treasure hunter setting out on the adventure of a lifetime trying to find a rare historical artifact, fighting against criminals and time itself trying to save the future of mankind. She could be a super hero, fighting the good fight. She could live any life that she wanted, and for even just a little while, she didn’t have to live her own life. While she was visiting these far away lands, she was never hungry, and she never had too look for alternate routes home to avoid certain people that tended to take great joy in making her life as miserable as possible.

As Sophie began to get engrossed in a tale of mythic heroes setting out on a journey to confront the evil that threatened to consume their world, the sound of breaking glass and surprised shrieks pulled her back into the here and now. Startled by the sudden disturbance, Sophie got up from the small desk that she had been sitting at and went over to her bedroom door. Sensing that something was not quite right, she cautiously opened the door and slipped out into the hallway. Silently, she crept down the hallway. When she reached the stairs, she began to make her way downstairs, then she suddenly stopped. She saw three men and woman that she did not know in the living room. Laying lifeless in the far corner was her cousin Tanya, and her aunt Nicole was cowering on the couch, begging for her life.

“Où est Seline? “ One of the men demanded. He was tall and lanky, with short dark hair. The man had a strange charisma about him which caused Sophie to be oddly drawn to him. She took another step down the stairs toward her family when her uncle Raul charged the man, however the man brought his arm our an upward, almost like a gunslinger in the old American West, pointing his fingers at her uncle, when the room suddenly exploded in a red and green flash. The next thing she knew, her uncle was laying on the floor, and her aunt was screaming. Then there was another brilliant flash of colored light and her aunt fell silent.

Sophie began back up the stairs toward her room, but she was stopped by a firm hand on her shoulder. She spun to look at her attacker with wild-eyed fear. However, as she looked on her sister who held a finger up to her mouth indicating to be quiet relief washed over her. Seline beckoned for Sophie to follow her back up the stairs. Seline led her younger sister back up the stairs and down the hallway toward her bedroom, which was directly across the hall from Sophie’s room. Once inside, Seline ushered Sophie over to the window and motioned for her to climb out the window and down the large tree that stood in the front yard. Once Sophie had climbed down the tree, Seline followed her, then grabbed her by the arm and rushed down the street, not looking back until they reached the Gare de l’Est, where they boarded a train and got as far away from their house and the intruders who had destroyed their lives as possible.

***

The sun had begun to set on Paris as Scott walked the streets along the Seine. The streets were filled with couples, both young and young at heart who couldn’t pass up the purely magical scenery. As he observed the various couples before him, Alexa’s absence became all the more noticeable. Her negotiations for Winstone International had taken longer than she had anticipated, and she refused to let him just stay at the hotel. She had urged him to take advantage of the trip and explore the city without her, though she did suggest that he keep an eye out for a nice bistro for a late night bite to eat.

He had done as she had suggested, he had gone for a walk and saw a number of tourist attractions, many that he hoped to revisit with Alexa by his side. He went to the Eiffel Tower and Notre Dame. From there he visited the Louvre and the Arc de Triomphe. He had even taken in a ghost tour in the famous Paris Catacombs. Now, he was just taking a stroll along the river before returning to the hotel to wait for Alexa to get back from her business meetings, then he’d take her to the bistro that he had found.

As he walked along the river, he suddenly could hear panicked voices somewhere in the crowd.

“Qu'est-ce que tu as fait?! Qui étaient ces gens?” a young female voice asked. There was something about the way that she spoke that shook him. Maybe it was the raw emotion in the girl’s voice, the anger…the fear. Scott scanned the crowd, and then after several moments he found them. Two young women stood out among the crowd. He didn’t know what they had been through, but he could see that they needed help. So he cautiously approached them, being careful not to startle or otherwise shake them more than they already were.

“Est-ce que tu vas bien?” Scott asked in his best French. The two women looked at him blankly as he spoke to them. Their discomfort at his approach was easily seen as they sized him up, trying to see if he was a threat. Then, the older of the two women’s eyes grew to the size of saucers as she looked past Scott, to something, or someone behind them.

“Etoile.” The woman said. “Nous devons partir. À présent.” She said as she turned to go in the opposite direction. Then she turned back to Scott.

“Come. Now.” She said, compelling him to follow them.

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

Character you have created:Dr. Elizabeth Miyasaki
Alias: Augment
Speech Color: ec008c
Character Alignment: Villain (Lawful Evil)
Identity: Very Secret
Character Personality: A perfectionist. Believes that most of the world is flawed and that it is her duty to improve it all. Is a subtle and calculating woman that is more then happy to wait for the perfect time to make her moves when it's best suited, opportunities don't come all the time and she's more than smart enough to know when to take them. Has a bit of an ego and a mix of elitism to match.

Appearance

Power Suit

The boob window and the opening on her face are covered with black metal.

Elizabeth

Bio

Elizabeth was born to a Japanese man and American woman in Japan, after her mother fell in love with her father during one of her vacations and decided to live with him. With both of the parents reasonably wealthy, Elizabeth didn't have to get a job to support herself when she went to college, in an attempt to get a degree in mechanical engineering.

Despite the woman's obvious genius, the rate at which she understood her given subjects seemed unnatural. Several times during lessons, Elizabeth would draw up schematics on engines, electro-magnets and several other devices, while they were all theoretical and impractical, they all seemed like they would work, if built. This continued as she decided on her minor, electrical engineering, circuit boards, computers became like building blocks to her, simple as could be. In six quick years, she obtained her doctorate degree, her final research paper being based on an innovation of centuries old steam engine, that could have made it much more fuel efficient.

With college over, Elizabeth quickly threw herself into the work force, managing to get a job at a computer company. A few years of basic work, she eventually was trusted with new prototype CPU that would potentially shift the market into the company's favor. Five months into the work, she submitted her own design and prototype, 7 month before the deadline. She quickly sold the patent of her own design to the company and decided to leave, in order to start her own company. After all if she could do things this easily, why work as the middle man?

In a year, Miyasaki Technologies was a thriving company in Japan, most of it's business thriving on new patents that Elizabeth had come up with. With her business doing very well in Japan, Dr. Miyasaki set her sights on expansion to other countries. The entire world heard about the terrorist attack in Lost Haven. Most people saw it as a tragedy, but Elizabeth saw it as cheap real estate.

Power

Hero Type: Grey Matter
Power Level: World
Powers: Besides her super genius, Elizabeth has the power to quickly understand things. If given the time to take something apart and study it she can immediately attempt to make a better version of it or try to incorporate it into something else if it's not biological. If it is Biological, she can attempt to make a device that mimics its effects.

Attributes

Height: 6'1"
Weight: 145 lbs
Strength Level: Normal outside of suit, 10 when in suit.
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Normal outside of suit, 80 mph when in suit
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 3 hours
Agility: Normal outside of suit, x5 when in suit
Intelligence: Super-Genius
Fighting Skill: Trained, Specialized in Judo
Resources: Extreme

Weaknesses

Weaknesses: She has no enhancements to her body, making her reliant on her suit. Her suit is electronic and doesn't have any fails safes against anything that would affect her suit. Her power doesn't work on items that flat out bend reality.
Supporting Characters: Has a Japanese father and American mother living in Japan.

@DaBomb

My bad, I could have sworn I approved this....

Well, in any case, approved.

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

also it's my birthday, I turned 17 yay!

@Liseran Thistle

Happy Birthday!

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

Character you have created: Cassandra Rose
Alias: Lady Luck
Speech Color: Red
Character Alignment: Walking the Line
Identity: Secret
Character Personality: Cassandra is very mischievous, loud, and well chaotic. She does whatever she wants to entertain herself, whether that be robbing the world's tightest bank or taking out the gangs of her city. She craves attention and will do almost anything to be in the spotlight, as such she tries to make a lot of friends or enemies, to make sure that spotlight has a stage to cast on.

Costume

Origin/Bio

Born to a poor family, Cassandra did what ever she could to keep her stomach full. So, she stole. And became quite good at it until she found her fingers in the wrong man's pocket. A man whom dabbled in magic. The man would have reported her to the police if he hadn't seen the spark of magic in the girl. It was on that day her Apprenticeship started. During her apprenticeship, she managed to learn simple cantrips and parlor tricks, however she could never manage to cast a spell of any reasonable complexity. It always fizzled out or failed to work completely. No wand or staff or even crystal could harness her power correctly and she almost entirely given up until she learned that she cast magic better if she didn't know what she was casting. Did it make sense? No! But she wasn't complaining! Picking up a deck of cards, she quickly started casting magic from multiple magic schools many high and low leveled. And by the time she reached the age of 23, her mentor deemed that she was ready for the world, to do with her magic as she saw fit.

Hero Type: Mystic
Power Level: City

Powers

Lady Luck has magical powers, but can only use them to any impactful degree when she uses a deck of cards as a focus. When using her deck of cards, she can "activate" them in 3 ways. She can draw a card and activate it, applying the effect to herself. She can throw it at someone and on contact it activates and applies the effect to them, or she can throw a card on a surface and set a trap that activates on a variable set by her that applies the effect to whomever activated the variable. The effect or spell activated depends on the suite and number of the card. If Lady Luck draws the same card again, while it's in effect, it will "level up" to a higher form. The sheet linked here shows the list of powers and their leveled up forms.

Attributes (Select one at each category):

Height: 5'11"
Weight: 130 lbs
Strength Level: Normal Human
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Peak Human, due to the way she uses her powers, she has trained to react and act very quickly.
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Peak Human
Agility: Is skilled in acrobatics to the level of the average gymnast.
Intelligence: Average
Fighting Skill: Trained, specialty knives.
Resources: Average

Weaknesses

Lady Luck can not have multiple of the same number/face active at the same time, if she draws another card with the same face/number it will replace the previous one. For example, if she has bullet ants on the field and she draws wasps, the ants will disappear and the wasps will replace them.

Without her cards, Lady Luck is reduced to knives and simple cantrips and spells. If you manage to get her deck away from her, she's a much easier woman to beat.

Supporting Characters: Has a mother and father in St. Louis as well as a mentor. Came to Haven for a fresh start with no complications.
Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?: Indeed, I do.

Sample Post

Cassandra squints at those around her, keeping her cards close to her eyes. She was really competitive when it came to these games, though... it's not like you could really get good at them, it all depended on the luck of the draw. Lady Luck was sitting at a poker table, surrounded by a bunch of shady folk. She didn't ask what they do, only if she could play. And to her surprise, they accepted. Dumb asses.

She had managed to get a decent score, completely legitimately of course, she had a number of chips on her side of the table. It wasn't luck it was... well. Bullshit, she was really good at bullshitting. And she did nothing but bullshit this entire game. And it showed. Looking back at her hand, she frowned. Another garbage hand, a seven of Spades and a two of hearts. With the river and the flop, she didn't manage to get any pairs and she didn't have a single high card, so the smart thing would to be to fold.

"All in!" The woman blurts out, pushing all of her chips to the center of the table. The guy to her left immediately folds and so does the person to his left. A cheeky grin sprawls out until, her eyes locked to the last man at the table. With a sneer her pushes his chips to the center too, causing the smirk on her face to immediately drop. Well, shit. Uh...

The man flips his cards, a pair of aces with another on the river. Three aces... uh... Well, when the going gets rough, cheat. Smiling, she drops her cards on the table, the seven suddenly growing in side and turning green. To the surprise of everyone, a large crocodile appears on the table, quickly snapping at the closest man. With a quick snatch, Lady Luck jumps from her chair with a pile of chips in her hand, quickly fleeing out the door and into the awaiting car on the other side of the street. "To the cheater gets the spoils once again!" She quickly cheers, her car shooting from the street and away from the building.

@DaBomb

Approved

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

She's right, you know...

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

Yup. We're still here, still going strong. We're not going anywhere. Take a look around if you're still interested. We always have room for more

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

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...Friday.

@Hound55

I wasn't expecting you to see this...futureman. :P