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Beta said
If one was playing the Joker, absolutely. However, a douchebag that works for a universe-conquering regime that sent him there with the express purpose of purging that planet of life? Yeah... makes no sense to explode the planet-murdering nuclear doomtank.

Except that if the explosion was big enough, the fallout would kill everybody anyway. Mission accomplished.

And if that detonation isn't big enough to get the job done (which it isn't, at only 1 megaton according to the stat I just looked up), exploding said robot to try and kill two opponents is no more illogical than sending it to kill an entire planet in the first place. The thing is 280 feet tall and powered by a presumably fairly conventional thermonuclear reactor. How in the world is it going to be capable of generating enough firepower to wipe out all life on a 12,000 kilometer wide planet? (assuming a planet of similar size to earth).

My point being that nitpicking over what's illogical and what isn't in an RP with 280 foot tall robots, titans made of magical stone, and buxom lasses that can create tangible energy fields seems a bit asinine, especially when done to the extent that it's been done here. Just let it go and move on. Green's character doesn't have to justify his actions to you, just as yours doesn't have to justify her actions to him. As long as the actions taken weren't wildly out of character or taken based on OOC knowledge, then how logical or illogical they were from everyone's various perspectives doesn't really matter, and Edmund has been shown to be not entirely stable since the beginning. It's even in his CS.

I've been in your position before, Beta. Things have transpired in RP's that got me so riled up I didn't care what other people thought of me so long as I could force down their throats the fact that I was right and the other guy was wrong. The problem was, I wasn't right. I took things way too far and just made an asshole out of myself over something that the other guy had every right to do, even if he didn't go about it quite the right way. I eventually saw the light and apologized for my behavior in the end, but the damage was done and how the people on that forum perceived me would never be the same again.

So please, for your own sake as much as ours, take a deep breath and try and let this go. We'll all end up the better for it. :)

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I'd be happy to attempt a big cinematic fight with Ysolda once I get my new high tier character submitted and approved. I love the cinematic stuff myself, though haven't really tried to focus on it in a fight as of yet.

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It was actually Bloodshot you fought last time. He's not in the NMV. I can understand the confusion though, since they're very similar characters who have essentially the same armor, just with a different power source. I like my fantastical tech to have as much basis in reality as possible, hence my extensive use of carbon nanofibers in the equipment of a fair number of my characters (though I think only two of the ones who use it are actually posted here at the moment).

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Why thank you, Green. I definitely enjoyed it too, and I'd be more than happy to fight you into blowing yourself up again if you want. ;)

EDIT: I guess this is what happens when two people come into a collaborative text-based roleplay battle with different expectations and no consensus on how the fight should be handled. From what I can see, it's all just a difference of expectation that could be avoided by laying out how you want to conduct the fight. It's really easy to get in trouble with these things when the participants have contrary ideas about what tone the RP should have. Mine and Green's fight, for instance, was stated from the start to be a cutthroat, no holds barred, deathmatch with each fighter bringing the best they've got. Since we both understood that ahead of time, we both had a blast.

*tosses two pennies in a cup on the floor*

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Wait... Really? I was just about to comment on how fantastic YOUR set ups were. Lol. I'm pretty sure that if I hadn't had my armor, that fight would have ended very differently.

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Wait... So multiple un-prepped attacks that can all be launched in a single post have the same severity as a single attack with the same number of preps behind it? They're not just considered three un-prepped attacks that can be defended against as such?

Schradinger's box

Arthur Greystoke

Name: Arthur Greystoke

Age: 31

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Random descriptors: 6'4", 220 pounds, dirty blonde hair (cut short), grey-blue eyes, fit, well-muscled physique.

Physical Description:
When out of his armor, Arty tends to wear clothing that befits someone of his financial station. Tailored suits are a staple of his fashion choices as much as fast cars, pretty girls, and Rolex watches are the things he accessorizes with.

Personality Description:
While in public, Arty presents a carefree play-boy attitude that is at once both endearing and misleading to the public at large. He will spend millions on what seems to be idle flights of fancy, and his closest 'friends' are of the sort that love to party and hate when it ends. Fortunately, it never seems to end with Arty.

That is, until everyone else is passed out or too high to pay any attention. Despite all the appearances to the contrary, Arthur Greystoke is the kind of man who never really fit in anywhere. The kind of man who reasons and thinks on a different wavelength than everyone else. Some would call him a sociopath, others simply insane. The truth of the matter however, is that his magnificent power comes with its very own curse. Unlike people with normal nervous systems, Arty can't truly feel emotion. Sure, he can feel and respond instinctively to the immediate effects of external stimuli, but once that stimuli is gone, so is the feeling. He has no notion of what it feels like to be in love, or to truly hate, or even to feel content. Fortunately, he's a genius and a magnificent actor, and so has little trouble blending in and appearing relatively normal during the day, but at night he becomes an entirely different animal, stalking the streets of his city with no remorse or mercy for the wicked denizens thereof. After all, if it could work for Batman, why couldn't it work for him too?

Character Tier: 5(?)

Skills, powers and abilities:

Enhanced Durability (intermediate):

Arty's primary ability is the generation and manipulation of bio-electric fields both in and around his body. Originating from his bones, these fields extend through his muscles and skin, generating intense amounts of van der waals force as they do, which in turn greatly increases the bonding force between his molecules and therefore his durability. This durability renders his bones functionally ten times as hard as diamond and increases the durability of his soft tissue in proportion to how close it is to his bones. This means that while he can catch a 9mm bullet in his hand, that same bullet would pierce the skin and lodge itself in the muscle if it were to hit his chest (also, edged weapons that rely on slicing will do more damage than blunt weapons and bullets that rely on impact force). He is likewise reinforced against intense heat and cold, due to his molecular motion being much more resistant to changes in vibrational speed. He can withstand temperatures of 1,000 Celsius on the positive side, and -200 Celsius on the negative side with no apparent harm. He is also entirely immune to the harmful effects of electricity and never gets tired or requires sleep, food, or water (he doesn't fully realize this though and still eats and drinks), and should he be deprived of oxygen for an extended period his body will enter a catatonic state, during which time he is sustained solely by his power and will re-awaken once oxygen again becomes available.

Enhanced Regeneration (intermediate):

Despite his resistance to it, Arty is far from immune to physical damage and in the event he is wounded, his body will harness the bio-electric energy coursing through him in order to repair itself much more rapidly than any normal human. Small cuts heal in seconds and high-caliber bullet wounds in mere minutes, while severe extensive trauma may take hours to heal. With uninterrupted focus, Arty can consciously enhance the speed of this ability, allowing him to heal even faster when not otherwise engaged.

Enhanced Nervous System (Intermediate):

Perhaps the most versatile function of his power is the near-absolute control it grants him over his own nervous system. Not only can he deaden nerves to blunt pain and ignore injury (barring those that actually prohibit a body part from functioning at all), and manipulate his ability to appear completely human on any type of scanner, but it is also nearly impossible to knock him unconscious via sensory overload. Additionally, his nervous system can function literally as fast as lightning, and the phrase "lightning-quick reflexes" is no longer mere hyperbole for him. This ability also grants him greatly enhanced sensory perception, allowing him to see several miles with perfect clarity and in near-total darkness, hear a human heart beat 20 meters away, feel the individual threads in silk, and detect scents that would elude a bloodhound. His power also grants him a sixth sense that is unavailable to normal humans, and that is the ability to sense both matter and electrical energy in his vicinity. This sense allows him to accurately determine the position and velocity of any object within 10 meters of himself, as well as sense electrical energy out to a distance of 100 meters, while beyond that distance his ability to sense current begins to dwindle until it is completely gone at a distance of roughly 200 meters. The level of current that constantly runs through Arty himself also makes him exceedingly resistant to psychic abilities, and has a tendency to disrupt other touch-based powers.

Enhanced Condition (intermediate):

While not as drastic as the enhancements to his nervous system, Arty's power also provides an increase in the performance of his musculature and other organs, granting him ten times greater strength and speed than a human in peak physical condition. This performance increase allows him to lift in the area of 6 tons with some amount of strain, as well as push himself to brief sprinting speeds of 200 mph, and perform feats of agility and coordination that would leave any Olympic athlete dumbfounded. By focusing his bio-electric energy into his own body, rather than emitting it as energy bursts or generating elaborate cohesion fields, he is also capable of enhancing his physical prowess by half again its original capability.

Electrocution (intermediate):

The primary offensive function of Arty's power, this technique allows him to discharge his bio-electric energy into another being or object for the purposes of causing pain, paralysis, unconsciousness, death, incineration, and otherwise generally destructive effects. These bio-electric discharges require physical contact with the target (or a conductive medium the target is also touching) in order to be effective, and can generate enough power to heat the air to a temperature of just over 100,000 degrees Fahrenheit (twice the temperature of a lightning bolt, or roughly 10 billion joules). This ability cannot be charged, but instead requires an expenditure of energy that must then be regained over time, at a rate of roughly 10 percent per tick. If access to an external source of electrical power is available, Arty can also recharge this ability via that means as well. Additionally, when Arty is channeling large amounts of power through a specific portion of his body, the durability of that portion increases in accordance with the amount of power being channeled (allowing him to exert enough energy to generate 20,000 degrees of heat without burning his own arm to cinders, for example).

Cohesion Fields (intermediate):

By projecting his bio-electric energy into other objects, Arty is capable reinforcing them with van der waals force in much the same way as his own body, increasing an item's durability exponentially. This can also be used to increase the effectiveness of bladed weapons, projecting an edge that is the width of a single molecule. In conductive weapons, he can extend this ability from simple molecular reinforcement to the transmission of actual electricity through the weapon, granting him the ability to electrocute targets for the purposes of stunning, paralyzing, or outright killing them. Furthermore, by projecting his bio-electric aura into the surfaces, items, and beings he touches, Arty can create an incredibly strong application of van der waals force that will effectively anchor him to any surface. The strength of this anchoring varies, but has a maximum clinging force of roughly 10 tons (though can be increased with time and focus). The most offensively potent use of this ability comes in the form of cohesion fields created in the air itself, shaped elaborately to form weapons and defenses, then filled with ionized air to become superheated by his electricity projection ability, increasing their effectiveness even further. These cohesion fields have no intrinsic range limitation, but must always originate from his own body and currently can only be as large as 1 cubic meter, though that cubic meter can be arranged in any way Arty wishes. When used to simply "grip" the air itself, Arty can use these fields to pull himself through it, achieving speeds unheard of even for someone as physically powerful as himself, attaining sustained speeds of up to Mach 1. If he also anchors himself to the ground while using cohesion fields to force air around his body, he can generate intense winds that can equal his movement speed in power.

Character Equipment:

Armor (high):

The outermost layer of Arty's matte black body armor makes use of carbon nanotubes to create plating that is extremely light and moderately flexible, while also being both harder than diamond and stronger than steel. This flexibility makes the plating an excellent shock absorber, while its strength and hardness render it practically impenetrable to all conventional projectile weaponry.

While the outer layer is impressive, it's the inner layer that really makes the armor stand out. Composed of hyper-conductive high-strength carbon nano-fibers arranged in patterns that mimic actual muscles, the inner layer of the armor is perfectly "tuned" to Arty's bio-electric aura, giving it a significant damage resistance boost over that which it would normally possess, allowing it to withstand impacts from superhumans with tremendous physical strength (80-90 tonners). In addition to the increased damage resistance, advanced circuitry and multiple carbon batteries allow the armor to "feed" off Arty's aura and increase his physical stats to truly superhuman levels (allowing him to lift in the 10 ton range and run in the 200 mph range), and increase his cohesion field and bio-electric projection abilities by a factor of 10.

This overall boost to his capabilities allows Arty to generate charged bursts of lightning that can reach 30,000 degrees Celsius, maintain attacks of up to 10,000 Celsius, extend the range of his cohesion fields to 100 meters and the speed he can move when utilizing them to a steady 1,000 kph, or mach 4 in bursts, and fire his bio-electric attacks at ranges of up to 2 kilometers (though half that is their optimal range). Additionally, by focusing his energy inwards and infusing his own muscles and those of his armor, he is capable of lifting up to 100 tons above his head (or lifting 50 tons with relative ease), though the same limitations apply as when he enhances just his own body, in addition to a 10 second cooldown period afterward as the armor resets itself, during which he is returned to the armor's base strength and cannot yet use his ranged abilities.

Weapons (intermediate):

2 - .50 caliber pistols. Hold 12 rounds per magazine and are constructed of advanced high-strength polymers with carbon nano-fiber reinforcement.
2 - Single edged swords. 36" titanium-carbon alloy blade. More durable than his armor, though also less flexible. With Arty's strength behind it, this blade is capable of slicing cleanly through a conventional steel blade with no damage to itself.
2 - Retractable staves. Titanium-carbon shaft. Length varies between 2' and 6'. The entire length of the staff, whether retracted or extended, is hyper-conductive and grants Arty the ability to discharge electrical attacks through it and into any opponent he strikes. Through the use of high-output carbon batteries the staff is capable of storing up a charge of its own that allows it to double the effectiveness of Arty's electrical discharges (subtract 1 prep post from each level).
2 - Gauntlet blades. 12" titanium-carbon alloy blades that extend from the armor's gauntlets over the back of Arty's hands (armor only).
4 - Fighting knives. 8" titanium-carbon alloy blade, dual edged.

Character History:
Arty was born into a world in which one out of every ten thousand individuals possessed some kind of superhuman gift, and while the governments of the world struggled to maintain order, the "gifted" were quickly claiming the world for chaos. Government sanctions and curfews were placed on the citizens of nearly every country in the world, and a bounty was placed on any information leading to the capture of one of the gifted, as well as the capture of a gifted themselves. Mercenary bands formed and took to the streets, making the lives of citizens far more unpleasant than the gifted ever had as they forced their way into homes and businesses in search of their bounties. The great wealth possessed by Arty's family was all that kept him from being swept away in the madness, though even that was barely enough to shield him.

Thirty years later, the world governments had managed to regain control of the mercenaries by rescinding the bounties and offering them positions in a world-wide anti-meta police force, put together to hunt down and imprison the gifted while still remaining relatively within the law. While most "metas", as the government now called them, went into hiding or tried to blend in to everyday life, there were some who fought back, and not all countries granted access to the anti-meta police force officers. These countries became havens for the gifted, and a large percentage of them thrived there. Arty, however, chose to stay and continue running his father's company, which ironically was the designer and provider of the state-of-the-art weapons and technology used to hunt and track his fellow gifted. That mattered little to Arty, however, and was simply another layer in the disguise of normalcy he had crafted for himself and which allowed him to operate virtually unhindered as his masked alter-ego.

Perdo Wastes - NMV

"Don't worry, I'm sure the inhabitants of a desolate hellish world full of harsh volcanoes and massive electrical storms will be immensely hospitable to strangers carrying weapons. We probably don't have anything to worry about. Hell, they might even volunteer to carry him back to the ship for us." The speech was, of course, complete sarcasm. Not only was he pretty sure the inhabitants wouldn't like the fact that strangers carrying weapons were just going to stroll right into their mountains and take some guy they'd kidnapped, but he wouldn't be surprised if they had orders to shoot on sight. No, he wouldn't be surprised by that at all. Generally when someone was kidnapped, the someones doing the kidnapping wanted the kidnapped someone to do something for them, very often for nefarious purposes. Which meant they weren't gonna give him up. Even if Mr. Clock asked nicely.

Which left the tried and true solution of bisecting everyone in sight until they either agreed to hand him over or there was no one left to dispute your claim to his services. Either way, you get the guy back and bucketloads of cannon fodder get slaughtered, all because the other guys thought they could hold onto him even though they're obviously not the heroes of the story. Those would be yours truly and his shiny metal companion, trekking across an electrified wasteland in search of some mystical old guy.

Perdo Wastes - NMV

He spent most of the journey on the bridge of the vessel, exchanging small snippets of his own world and life with his companion in exchange for what little he was told himself. There was little in the way of personal information, as it seemed both men were slow to trust and neither divulged anything of great personal importance. That or neither even had any information of great personal importance. Either way, the duration of the conversations was still outweighed by the duration of the silences. During these times of silence, Arty would often spend long hours standing in front of the main viewport, gazing through his mask at the great emptiness beyond and the shifting stars that shone through. The patterns, or more specifically the method by which they were shifting so suddenly and without the ship seeming to actually move, were absolutely fascinating. This ship was crammed full of some remarkable technology, which was where he spent the remainder of his time, attempting to deduce the mechanisms that powered it. He had little success. It was like trying to read Shakespeare's original plays when the only language you knew was mandarin.

When they finally did arrive, he rejoined the Clockwork man on the bridge to find himself on a planet that quite literally looked like hell. It wasn't the looks, however, that impressed him the most. "Wow... This place is powerful." It felt like there were a hundred thunderstorms all raging through the wasteland at once, and Arty had never felt so much power in his life. It was exciting. Energizing. He felt like he could run a thousand miles flat out. "I think I'm gonna like it here." He stepped off the ship behind his ally and followed him out into the wastes. "So refresh my memory, who are we here to kill again?"

Mystique- "A techno-magic world"-NMV

The grip on his sword tightened, muscles tensing and eyes narrowing beneath his mask as the gun centered itself on his face. <Wrong move, robocop.> was the thought that skittered through Arty's mind as that all too familiar static charge permeated the air once more. Then the gun flicked to the left and the jig was up. Apparently his new ally liked playing games. Dangerous ones. The round exploded past his head and he ignored it, apart from noting the sound it made as it crashed into the chassis of the broken one that had apparently been trying to sneak up on him. He liked this guy's style.

Once inside the ship, he followed closely behind the Clockwork man as he led the way to what Arty assumed would be some kind of control room, making notes in his head of the various systems they passed along the way, memorizing what he could of the layout before they reached their destination. He was no slouch when it came to technology, that much was evident in the design of his armor, but most of the systems he saw here mystified him. He'd have to find some time later on to examine them more closely.

When they reached the bridge and Mr. Clockwork issued his cautionary warning, Arty did little more than reach a hand out to place his palm against the nearest wall. Not exactly the most braced of postures, except for the intense van der waals force he then generated in hand and feet, binding himself to the surfaces in a nearly unbreakable grip. Suck it, spider-man.

The ship shuddered violently as it began to lift out of the small crater it had created upon impact, then they were free and soaring toward the sky, leaving behind the field of chaos below.