Sep

No Wraith allowed

3.0

"Most people have an alias, I have a statement."

Player Name: Sep
Alias: Speed
Real Name: Thomas 'Tommy' Shepherd
Moral Alignment: Hero (Reformed W.T.L)
Affiliation: Solo
Character Origin & Backstory: Thomas was born in New Jersey to his parents Frank and Mary. From a young age he was restless, he wanted to run everywhere and do everything five times faster than anybody else did it. So naturally it aggravated him whenever someone could run faster than him, as he grew older his parents hoped that he would grow out of the impatience and out of the fact he always had to be on the move. He didn't. He started to become disobedient at school, disrespectful. He spent more of his time in the principals office and getting sent home than he spent in actual class. This record would only get worse.

Between the ages of thirteen and fifteen he spent most of his time going in and out of juvenille halls. It was at the age of sixteen where his powers manifested. He had shoplifted (a chocolate bar of all things) and was being chased by the store owner. As he went to run away he shot off at speeds he didn't even know were possible. He eventually managed to stop himself and looked down at his hands watching them move incredibly fast, he had no idea what was going on. Over time, and with practice, he eventually learned that he could control this ability. He started hitting... bigger targets. He just wanted to make his parents and Lisa happy, that he left the line behind.

He only discovered this when one day he returned home, a huge grin on his face with a bag full of cash and a team of agents waiting for him, before he could do anything they knocked him out cold and the next thing he knew he was in some form of facility. It seemed to be run by the Government, but he never truly found out. They performed tests on him, pushed him to the extreme. It felt like they were tearing him apart and putting him back together again. Little did they know while they were trying to find out how his speed worked they were inadvertently increasing it due to the levels of stress they were causing on his body.

Still in his restraints his whole body started shaking till he simply fell out of the restraints and onto the floor, he wasn't entirely sure but he had passed straight through them (something he has been unable to replicate to this day)! Without further hesitation he began to run, and he left the facility behind. Finding himself out in the cold harsh weather of a Canadian winter. He got to New York in time to see the hero known as Sentry fly overhead. He watched the hero fly past, probably on his way to or from some kind of battle and smiled. There was something he could do with his life, something with purpose. For the first time in his life he seemed to finally have a direction to run in.

He made himself a costume, and gave himself the name of Speed. He initially decided to start small, burglaries and car robberies or chases he'd intervene. He wouldn't let himself be seen yet though, in and out in barely a second. He avoided areas that he himself used to rob back when he was younger before he had been taken into captivity, he already heard the slurs being cast at him. He knew the fear, he had a lot to make up for for his past life. In truth it was one of the main reasons he took on an alias, to try and free himself from his past. That's when everything was sucked into a void.

A creature, unlike anything New York had ever seen terrorized the city. Thomas wasn't going to lie it terrified him, he was about to step up and do... something when a group of heroes jumped forth and started to fight the monster. Tommy just nodded, he ran through so many buildings that day. Moving so many people out of harms way that by the time the monster finally fell Tommy collapsed on the nearest bed he could find.

When he woke up he saw the news, Sentry had fallen in battle against the creature. He couldn't even remember seeing sentry fight Void as they were calling it and for all he knew Sentry was the most powerful hero so far, he couldn't believe that these Avengers managed to team up so quickly to save the day.

The day of Sentrys memorial, was one where the whole of New York mourned. There were ceremonies across the country for their fallen hero. Sentry had been in the spotlight, held on a pedestal. The ideal hero. Heroes from across the country turned up at the unveiling of a statue built in his likeness, most of them in costume though he was sure that some heroes would be among the crowd. Seeing the impact one man, one hero could make only solidified his decision to be the best hero he could be.

Powers and Abilities:

• Super Speed: Strangely 'Speed' has super speed. Not only that but his body can handle the incredible speeds, and even collisions at these speeds without killing him. He hasn't fully pushed himself to the limit but as of yet he has a maximum speed he has reached (under test conditions) is Mach 4. With this speed he also has the reflexes, durability, agility, stamina and perception with this.
• Molecular Intangibility: He has only done it once, but he has managed to destabilize his molecules once to the point of passing straight through solid matter.
• Super Strength: His legs are obviously altered to deal with all the running he does, able to lift a tonne with his legs. However his torso has also been improved with him able to lift 800lbs with his arms.

Sample Story Arcs:

• Speeds Demons: People still remember the speedster performing a set of robberies around New York and New Jersey and Speed has a lot to make up for, a name to clear. This isn't helped when someone else with super speed starts to terrorize the city.
• Speed isn't everything: Speed learns that he's going to be more than just fast to deal with all the problems he's going to face as a superhero.
• Putting out fires: How far can you push yourself before you need to ask for help?

Rules: I have read all the rules.
Sample Post:

Now, you'd think someone who had the ability to run faster than Mach 4 was pretty much the fastest person there was on the planet. Tommy had been pretty much subscribing to that philosophy ever since he had first gained his powers. Even before he started the whole hero gig he felt confident in the knowledge that no-one was faster than him (at least not on foot). So you can imagine the frustration at trying to keep up with a teleporter. Speed turned the corner, his hand brushing the back of his target who stepped through one. He almost swore as he scanned the surrounding area for him, he had to be in the line of sight. Spot as the idiot had named himself needed to see his target to place a spot there, as he went behind them.

Kind of like a less colourful portal gun, if the portal gun was a person, and had just robbed a bank. He turned and looked behind him to see Spot turning a corner. Tommy bolted after him, he had him! Going to grab him by the shoulder his arm passed right through and came out the other side, distended through a portal. Yanking back Tommy spun round to face his adversary. Why couldn't he have someone easy for his first supervillain? Someone that didn't move as fast as him or teleport. Someone like an evil Spider-man. That'd be the perfect opponent, super easy. He turned quickly, everything slowing down for him as he tried to process the information quickly. Nodding as he saw the portal exit he ran straight at it, jumping at the last second with his fist extended.

He passed through in the blink of an eye, fist first straight into the jaw of his foe. Smiling as Spot was knocked over, the bag of cash falling off and skidding along the ground Tommy landed on his feet. "Who are you kid?"

"Names Speed."

"Speed, really?"

"Better than Spot"

Tommy dashed towards him to try and grab him, but he just slid into the ground. "Oh you have got to be kidding me!" Tommy scanned the area trying to catch any sight of him. That's when a hole opened right on front of him followed by a fist, knocking him right in the stomach. That one closed and then followed by another one, with another fist. He kept getting punched from different angles, each unpredictable. Concentrate damnit Tommy! As he saw the hole open in front of him, with all the speed he could muster he grabbed the arm and pulled. There was substantial resistance however eventually the form of Spot came through the hole, Tommy spun on his heel throwing Spot right towards a wall.

Running after him, anticipating Spot to do another disappearing act what he didn't expect was for the massive hole to be placed in his path. There was no way he was going to stop in time, so he settled for slowing down as much as he could. He fell through the hole, and found himself above the water. He was surprised to be honest that Spot had a portal out this far, but then it was one he probably placed earlier. He orientated his feet towards the water and began running in midair. He wasn't quite sure this would work but he had heard stories about an old speedster called 'Whizzer' (Stupid name) during the second world war and well.. if he could do it.

His left foot made contact with the water, for a split second until his right was down and then up... each footfall taking such little time that he began running on the water. He couldn't help but yell in his excitement, kicking it up a notch and increasing speed creating a wake behind him. He took a long curve as he turned to head back to where Spot had dropped the money, he'd undoubtedly go back for it. Increasing speed on the water to him there was a slight boom as he broke the sound barrier. Running onto the dock, and up some stairs he managed to get some air, slowing down dramatically, before his feet made contact with the ground again and he increased his speed again. Turning the corner of the street he saw the look of defeat on Spots face, he zipped over to a fire hydrant vibrating his hand at high speeds he loosened the bolt before pulling it off, directing the torrent of water at Spot knocking him down.

He tried to compensate, but the force of the water no matter what he did pushed him one way or another. Once he was down Speed smirked and nipped over to him, looking at him on the ground. "Names not so silly now, is it? You barely even saw that coming."

Star Wars - Desperation - Post RotJ RP

"Let's get started. Shall we?"

Player Name: Sep
Name: Agent Aurek
Age: [REDACTED]
Gender: Female
Race: Human ([REDACTED])
Force Sensitive Y/N: [REDACTED]
Equipment: 'Allegiance' her personal starship, standard issue Imperial Officers blaster. Datapad she takes everywhere.
Skills:

• Manipulation: Be it her enemies, or her allies. One things for sure, she knows how to get what she wants.
• Science: While no-one is clear exactly what she does, it's obvious that she uses the sciences to her advantage.
• Torture: No-one has seen anything first hand, but she gets answers out of prisoners.

Strengths:

• Leader: Though few know who she actually is she is a leader of people, and has the clearance to do it.
• Surprisingly Nimble: She doesn't look like much, but after she was attacked by a prisoner who broke free she proved that she's capable of handling herself.

Weaknesses:

• Trust: It's hard to trust someone, when nobody knows who you are. Many of the higher ranking Imperials resent her presence, and her apparent authority. What would it take for one of them to snap?
• Directionless: She's acting on the last order she was ever given by her command, once this order is complete she isn't quite sure what she's going to do with herself. She has grown so accustomed to simply following orders.

History: Agent Aurek turned up on Taris almost one Standard Year ago, and immediately began kicking up the beehive. Governor Venuti had become lazy in his command however anyone who knew him would have seen how flustered he was by Aureks presence, he became irritable and unpredictable. Many who knew him knew that not everything was the same after she turned up. However much of the Imperial regime remained the same on Taris, some more personnel came and worked solely under the command of Aurek in the undercity and nobody really knew what they were up to so they just let her get on with it, as the Governor himself had told them not to bother her.

Months passed as the project continued in secret, Aurek would rarely be seen outside of her 'facility' down in the undercity. Though that didn't really bother anyone. Her presence became more common after the Battle of Endor, around the same time the Governor suddenly became a recluse. She is the one that organised the ambush on the rebel forces and since then has taken a proactive stance in trying to flush them out of the undercity.

Though one question still remains. Who is Agent Aurek?

Star Wars - Desperation - Post RotJ RP

@Charter Good to go.

Also for anyone wondering about Aurek. She's based off a character I have played before, as you can guess she's kind of important to the Imperial side of the plot. I'm also going to write her in a style I've never really tried before, so let's see what happens :P

The Dawn of Marvels

I have arrived.

Star Wars - Desperation - Post RotJ RP

"The fights just beginning son."

Player Name: Sep
Name: Captain Lance Thereon
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Race: Human (Corellian)
Force Sensitive Y/N: N
Equipment: A295 Sniper Rifle, Westar-34 Blaster Pistol, All the standard officer equipment, some grenades.
Skills:

• Sharpshooter: Before being promoted, several times, to Company Commander he was the Companys top Marksman. While he sees frontline combat less often than he used to he still keeps his skills current.
• Soldiers Discipline: Unlike the majority of the New Republic Military Lance was actually trained as a soldier.
• Commander: Lance being trained in the art of war makes him a valuable commander, with a different perspective on the battlefield due to his experience over the more traditional infantry approach.

Strengths:

• Lead by Example: People follow him, why? He's come up through the ranks and people know he's willing to do what he's asking them to do.
• Distant: He distances himself from his troops, not getting to attached so that when he looses them it doesn't break him up.
• Tactician: Through experience, and through having the right mindset he has a tacticians mind. His plans work for a reason, because they're brilliant.

Weaknesses:

• Man of War: It's all he's known. He's heard rumour of Mon Mothma wanting to scale down the size of the New Republic Military. He doesn't know what he is without war.
• Distant: A man broken by war, he has people he can have a laugh with but no real friends. He's emotionally distant to all those who serve with him.
• Snipers Mindset: He's used to taking his time, lining up the shot before firing. He struggles in rapid, fast paced situations. While he still makes a sound situation adding on more pressure does not help his heart rate.

History: Lance was born in a small rural settlement on Corellia to parents Eryl and Tybia before the outbreak of the Clone Wars but tension was high between the Republic and the increasing size of Separatist Factions. Lance stayed away from the politics, or rather his parents did so he did. He grew up with an appreciation for the outdoors, it was everything to the young Lance who would spend long days having nature walks out in the wilds. Though that being said he was no stranger to a good days hard work, his father keeping him busy so that they could produce enough crops to make a profit.

The Clone Wars broke out when he was nine. They never came to Corellia but the ripples caused by the war were felt all over the Galaxy. Suddenly security became everything, the division between the Republic and the Separatists tore the Galaxy in half. Laws changed, and quotas changed as everything Lance knew about life was turned on it's head. Unable to support life on the farmstead anymore Eryl Thereon sold that farm that had been in his family for generations and moved toward the city to get a job working for the Corellian Engineering Corporation. There was always work to do building ships in war time.

Lance hated the city, hated everything about it. It was far too crowded, too many people who all had somewhere to be. He took to frequenting parks and other recreational calmer areas. Hoping that when the war ended things would go back to normal and they'd go home, they didn't. As the Clone Wars came to an end the Galactic Republic was changed into the Galactic Empire. Like many others his family felt that this was something that needed to be done, he himself supported the idea behind the Galactic Empire. It would bring peace and freedom to the galaxy through a united front, rather than the division that reigned in the senate during the times of the Republic.

His father saving enough money up sent Lance to a Military Academy at the age of 16, Lances dream was to serve and go onto new worlds far away from Corellia. His family had never left the planet and he wanted to do so much more than be a simple farmer, or a shipwright.

So at the age of 18 he fully enlisted in the Imperial Military, more specifically the Army. He initially signed with the idea of going on to become a vehicle operator, he had seen holovids of the old AT-TEs and the new AT-DPs and he wanted to operate some piece of machinery like that. However as he held a rifle for the first time it just felt natural, like it was the place he was supposed to be. Eventually he was on the fast track to becoming an Imperial Sharpshooter.

Fast forward a couple of years and he was a scout trooper in the Imperial Military. One of the best shots in his battalion with confirmed kills on targets ranging from Pirates to Rebels. Though like many Imperials (though not enough in numbers to matter) as the Empire became stricter and stricter, and the rules of engagement changed he began to question the Empire. He would hesitate before taking shots that he had been ordered to take against a senator. Like many it took the destruction of Alderaan for all these second guesses for him to make a decision, the next time he was sent planetside on a mission he deserted.

Rumours in the company are that he had to kill his own partner who he had worked with since training to get away, but he never answers those questions. After deserting he slummed around, took his own stand against the Empire. Typically he'd aim for the officers rather than the grunts, knowing that it was always possible that some of the grunts were just like him. It was the officers who were the truly evil ones, and such was how he operated for a while. Slowly over time the Alliance got in contact with him, and he eventually became part of Rancor Company.

He wasn't promoted to Captain until the Battle of Sullust that took place around the same time as the Battle of Endor. Afterwards Rancor spent time licking it's wounds before being sent of to Taris. In all honesty he didn't see the trap coming as TIEs burst out of buildings and fire was spit forth from the ground. Before he knew it they were trapped, with one direction. Down. He's spent the last couple of months trying to get in touch with other groups of Rebel Survivors while trying to establish some form of base of operations, and plan to get in touch with the New Republic and ultimately get off Taris.

The Dawn of Marvels

You know I'm in.

Star Wars - Desperation - Post RotJ RP

@Charter from interest expressed I'd say both sides are going to be 50/50. So I'd rather you went ahead and made the character you feel like making.

I can always keep people entertained who may not have a play mate, bear in mind GCW is a specific area of Star Wars history (most prefer TOR due to the fact they can all be Jedi or Sith) and there hasn't been a recent release of Material so recruitment won't be that high, I expect there to be a boom around the time of Rebels S3 coming out and the release of Rogue One.

Star Wars - Desperation - Post RotJ RP

@LordZell Your call.

Star Wars - Desperation - Post RotJ RP

@SoleAccord Probably in some diminished capacity though

Star Wars - Desperation - Post RotJ RP

@SoleAccord Yeah you can run around with things as you see fit, as I said there is a certain sandbox element. Obviously I'll step in if you start to get ridiculous, but rather than forcing a retcon it just means that something happens.