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The Tower - Dystopian Super power RP

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It's the only place I've seen the term Parahuman used before now.

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Does Omega cover all instances of people with multiple powers, or only if those powers are from different categories? For example, would someone with two different Beta abilties be classed as an Omega?

@King Cosmos

Omega refers specifically from people with abilities from separate categories.

The Tower - Dystopian Super power RP

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Worm fan by any chance?

I'm interested in this. The setting kind of reminds me of Infamous, with people gaining powers in the wake of a disaster and the powers being limited to the one city for the moment, with more of a cyberpunk feel to it.

@King Cosmos

I don't know what Worm is so probably not.

I want in on this too, might have a cool idea for it.

@Lord of Evil

Colour me intrigued.

As I know some people like brainstorming characters so I decided to throw up the Parahuman Codex for how the Lorne Corporation classifies Paras.

ParaHuman Codex

These are classifications of Parahumans and how the authorities classify them in their dealings with them. There are four categories, threat level within a category can change drastically depending on the individual

Alpha Para

The most worrying Paras and typically the most feared. An Alpha Paras ability is one that can influence another living being. This is exceptionally rare and typically results in telepathy or the ability to influence someone's mind. Typically ‘mind control’ is limited to control over animals rather than humans however more powerful Paras have been able to control people with rumours that there are even some who can influence control over crowds.

Beta Para

A Beta Para is a Para who influences their environment. The most common in this category are the ‘kinesis’ users. Telekinesis, Geokinesis, Pyrokinesis, Hydrokinesis, Aerokinesis etc. Usually, they have control over some form of environmental factor, some have even been recorded to have power over technology. These Paras can even sometimes take on attributes of whatever it is they are controlling, and use it to further advance themselves. E.g. Turning themselves to rock, flying, setting themselves on fire.

Gamma Para

A Gamma Para is a Para whose ability directly affects themselves. Superspeed, healing, strength, durability, hyper-intelligence. These are all potential abilities of a Gamma. Easier to blend in than any other category the Gammas make up the vast majority of the Para population. These abilities unlike in the other categories have the highest fluctuation of threat levels. With some being classed at a lowly ‘1’ where their abilities are just above that of a regular human. Up and coming athletes face tests to determine whether they are simply top of their class or a Para trying to capitalize on their abilities.

Omega Para

Omega Paras are exceptionally rare and are instantly a Threat Level 3. Omega Paras are individuals who exhibit abilities from two or even three categories. Exceedingly rare. Only two have been known so far and both caused mass damage to Marlon and its people.

Threat Levels

1. First response crew capture and contain. Standard operating procedure. [PASSIVE PARA - MINIMUM THREAT]
2. Specialised units called to assist standard units. Capture and Contain. [AVERAGE PARA - MEDIOCRE THREAT]
3. Initial forces work on containment only. Specialist forces called in for the capture. [ACTIVE PARA - THREAT]
4. Specialist forces contain and capture, backup called for heavy units. [HIGH-RISK PARA - IMMEDIATE RESPONSE]
5. Heavy units called, kill order given. Evacuate surrounding areas. [DANGEROUS PARA - HIGH RESPONSE]

These power levels can also be broken up like so. [1] is a Para who likely can’t affect anyone, other than potentially one or two people. If they decide to use their powers to get one over on other individuals they won’t be able to affect many people at once. Whereas [5] indicates that a Para will be able to cause mass destruction, harm and death all by themselves likely with very little effort. These are the extremes, and there is everything in between.

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

ABOARD THE VENGEANCE // RAXUS

Tarkin stood on the bridge of the ship as they sent over the delegate. 'Illegal Search'. They were in Repu... No. Imperial Space he reminded himself. That means that they were the law, and ships in their space had an obligation to follow those laws. He turned to his second in command. "Ensure all sensitive areas of the ship are sealed off and secure. We don't know what these peoples intentions are nor their capabilities. Jam all communications coming and going from the ship, continue to approach this vessel and engage tractor beam as soon as we're in range."

"Yes, Sir."

"If they fire upon us, don't wait for my order to return fire. Aim for the engines and cripple the ship."

"Sir, the Judicator!" Tarkin turned to look out the viewpoint as a Providence Dreadnought dropped out of hyperspace right beside one of the new Star Destroyers closing in on the Egg Carrier. Without so much of a second thought, the Dreadnought rammed itself into the larger ship, explosions racketed where the two ships collided all the Judicators weapons turned to face the new threat, trying to destroy it before it continued to push them further off course. Tarkin scowled as the new Assimilator was pushed off course, a new opening for the unidentified ship to pass through.

"I want a Venator called up to fill the hole. Send in fighters to try and discourage them from using it to get away."

"Yes, Sir."

Tarkin turned, signalling to the squad of Black armoured Kull Troopers to follow him. They walked through the corridors of the ship until the reached the hangar. Standing looking at the shuttle he shook his head. What kind of primitives were these beings? He waved a hand at the ship as he approached.

"Search the ship." He turned to Sonia, then nodded to his troopers who all raised their left arms at the beings before them.

"We're currently jamming your communications." He took out a handheld communicator and tossed it to her. "Take that, call your ship. Tell them to power down and prepare to be boarded."

The Tower - Dystopian Super power RP

I have interest in all this interest.

The Tower - Dystopian Super power RP

T H E

T O W E R

The city of Marlon on the East Coast of the United States. A beacon to the world in terms of advancement and improvement of the world. Home to the Lorne Corporation. Since 2019 when they made their debut on the International Stage they have gone from strength to strength, in 2049 they are truly a world superpower in their own right with Military Contracts, Medical Contracts and various contracts with Governments all over the world. With their corporate headquarters in Marlon they practically own the city, employing many of its inhabitants in their factories and facilities.

Then four months ago a catastrophic failure at one of their main facilities. Dubbed The Tower by the people of Marlon. One night during a violent storm the top of the tower exploded, causing a cascade of energy to be spread throughout the city. This energy acted as a catalyst creating mutations among the population of Marlon. These mutations granted members of the population with abilities that were beyond human gaining them the name Parahuman. These Parahumans caused mass damage at first as many were unable to control their abilities. Then came the opportunists, those who sought to use these abilities to further their own cause. Some took on criminal lifestyles, some heroic for fame and fortune, others simply sought to help others.

They were not welcome, however. The Lorne Corporation using its vast wealth and influence cracked down on these, convinced the Government that these Parahumans shouldn’t be allowed to remain in the general population and had to be brought in. Some came in willingly, wanting to be rid of their abilities but there were those who liked their new life, their new power. Where do you stand?

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This roleplay takes place on the Eastern Coast of the United States in the fictional city of Marlon, in the year 2049. You are playing one of the Parahumans in this new world as it evolves into something new. Do you try your hand at heroics? Are you a powerful criminal? Or are you someone that just wants your old life back?

I'm still working on the OOC making sure it has all the information you guys need, there will be room for you guys to world build, free-roam or follow the GM mandated plot it's up to you the player!

If I'm not here, you can Catch me on discord.

Absolute Comics - Season Two: The Monster Within

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FLYING IN THE SKY // SOMEWHERE OVER NEW MEXICO
_{Issue #2 Teething difficulties"}

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Jaimes entire vision was in some kind of orange tint. Alien text scrolled over his eyes in some form of HUD. He could make out the occasional phrase, more than he could the first time the suit came out. Which made him think that this suit was somehow downloading more information into his brain. This wasn't good, this was some kind of weird Iron Man tech or something. It wasn't meant for him. "Okay. So you're hardwired into me. How do I get you off?"

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"What do you mean- Woah!" Jaime twisted as a flock of birds was flying right at him. Using his arms to steady himself out he was on the level again. Okay, he had to admit, this flying thing was pretty cool. ""What do you mean Invalid?"

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"Okay so. Assuming I'm the meat and you're Khaji-Da... you can't come off without killing me?"

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The feeling of elation, the adrenaline high that he had been souring on as he flew through the air came crashing down with the realisation. He wasn't ready to be attached to this for the rest of his life, what about his friends? What about school? He couldn't live a normal life with this thing fused to his spine wanting to kill everyone.

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"Would you stop reading my thoughts! It freaks me out, and what do you mean file error?"

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DARK SIDE OF EARTHS MOON // SOL SYSTEM

The tall dark figure growled slightly, an animalistic sound reverberating around the control room of the ship. "The Meat continues to exert control over the Scarab." He stepped forward, the black chitin of his armour reflecting the light of the various screens around the control room. The surface of his armour matching most of the interior of the vessel in texture. His feet fell heavy, each step echoing slightly in the empty chamber. Only himself and the ambassador were present, watching as they tracked the Blue Scarab and its host as it travelled through the skies on a course towards this New York that was apparently so important to this insignificant little planet. In their initial reports, he had already marked it for one of the cities he would inevitably deal with. Should the ambassador's plan fail.

It was him that spoke next, in his calm and slow tone. Unintimidating and yet every bit as controlling as his own. "Calm yourself Djo Zha. This is the first scarab within thousands to fail in such a way, we must monitor this young scarab and determine why this human is able to resist its influence. Earth has seen a rise of these Champions called Heroes, perhaps something in their geneology makes them more advanced than they appear to be. This requires study before we begin the implementation of our greater conquest."

"What do you suggest then, Ambassador?" The Ambassador snarled at Djo Zha, who bowed his head once he remembered his place. He may have been one of the greatest warriors to ever exist, but he was but of the Warrior Caste.

"We shall test the meat. It has already expressed distaste at allowing the Scarab to kill, something many of these humans see as a heinous act. We shall put the Scarab into a combat-heavy environment, and see how well the meat controls the scarab."

"And if the Scarab should take over the meat during your test?"

"Then it shall be deemed all the more successful, as we will then have our tool back where it belongs." The Ambassador stepped forward, keying a button on the console as a low thrum was sent throughout the vessel.

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

USAF DAEDALUS // UNKNOWN SPACE

Steven Caldwell scrolled through the data. They had some difficulty interfacing it with their computer systems but having McKay aboard really made things go a lot smoother he had to admit. The scientist was arrogant at times, had his head up his own ass but he could get away with it as he was actually as smart as he thought he was. He didn't quite agree with McKays suggestion at Commenor, but he also didn't agree with the decisions of sending themselves to Kashyyyk or Naboo, both seemed important to this Galactic Empire that they had been warned about. What they needed to do was find somewhere neutral, out of the way. Somewhere where they wouldn't get into any trouble but had a reliable source of supplies should they need it.

The Daedalus could run for years off their Naquadah Generators, the first issue would be armament. They had enough railgun rounds to last them a while but only a relatively small supply of nuclear missiles before they had to resort to non-nuclear armament which historically didn't get them very far in engagements. This reality or universe, whichever it was, was bound to have some form of missile or explosive material that they could use to make missiles. There would be food in abundance, whenever you had living beings there had to be food so that they could maintain their lives. Sometimes we are the food. He shuddered at the thought, he couldn't think of a worse way to go than to become somethings lunch.

No, the biggest issue would be the F-302s. They had a store of fuel onboard to keep them going for a while but eventually, that would run out, and while the 302 was a space-faring craft it still used fuel-burning engines. Steven brought up the map as he found the look of something he liked. A dense nebula, it was farther away than he would have liked especially since Sheppard had already offered the Daedalus to help another ship go through hyperspace. However once they were inside they would be virtually undetectable to sensors from outside the Nebula, at that point they could come and go as they pleased. Probably leave the bigger ships behind while the Daedalus, Glasgow and the weird triangle ship were the ones to go for supplies. It was easier to sell the lie of just being a ship you've never seen or heard off before if it's significantly smaller than everything else.

He also had to deal with the idea that McKay was sought after by these, Sangheili people aboard the Aegis because he seemed to have some idea as to what was going on. If they wanted McKay to go there then they'd have to wait until they relocated, he wanted to know what their FTL signature was like so if they tried to run with him they would be able to beam him out first. Caldwell turned to Lt.Cooper who sat at her terminal. "Open a channel to the fleet."

"Channels open sir."

"This is Colonel Caldwell aboard the Daedalus. I'm transmitting co-ordinates to what I believe would be a suitable location for us to lie low in order to solve our problems. It's also not too far away from planets that we can't send missions to get supplies." He sat in his chair and keyed in some commands, transmitting the data out to the fleet. The co-ordinates of the Transitory Mists.

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

AR-1 // RESURGENCE // UNKNOWN SPACE

McKay nodded. "That is, fair I guess." He looked over to see Sheppard beckoning him over. "We'll be in touch soon no doubt, though it looks like it's time for us to-" He signalled over to Sheppard. Not sure what the 'goodbye' protocol was for when dealing with an alien species from another universe. "-Uh. Yeah."

Meanwhile, Sheppard was saying his goodbyes to the crew of the Glasgow. "We'll be in touch with details about the Hyperspace jump, but we better report back to the Daedalus' commander." He offered a half salute before walking out of the room.

The rest of the team joined him Ronon, however, was the last one to leave, keeping his eyes on the Broodmother and the Sangheili as he left. Even once they left the briefing room he kept glancing back to see if they were being followed. There was something he liked about this 'Shipmaster Falul'. The way he was no-nonsense get the job done, it's one of the things he liked about Sheppard and felt like the rest of the humans from Earth lacked. Even Caldwell who had proved himself competent but still relied on protocol put in place by people who likely had no idea what the situation on the ground was.

McKay did a short jog hop to catch up with Sheppard. "So I see you're making friends?"

"Just about as much as you are. Offered them a ride with the Daedalus."

McKay scoffed. "Are you insane? The Daedalus' hyperdrive isn't made for transporting two ships."

"Relax Rodney, it's just a short hop away. It'll be a tax on the hyperdrive I'm sure but with you and Hermiod I'm sure you can keep the hyperdrive from falling apart. Commander Erthos already offered to retrofit their ship with one of their hyperdrives. So it'll probably be just one trip, two at most." Sheppard shrugged as he continued walking down the corridor, pausing slightly at a junction, as if not entirely sure on what way to go before turning right to go down the corridor. They eventually came to the hangar, without an escort this time they had much more time to look around at the processes going on. Various robotic units dotted around the hangar, working away on a variety of projects. They seemed to be assisted by some of the living beings of the ship.

Sheppard's eye was drawn to some of the craft that littered the hangar deck, and there were a lot of them. "I don't think we're at the point where you can ask to take one for a joy ride."

Sheppard shot a dirty look at Ronon. "I wasn't thinking about that, I was just interested in their technology, the same as Rodney is when he's doing his scans."

Rodney looked up from the handheld scanner he was walking around glued too. "Huh?"

"See. Exactly. These are foreign, alien powers. They could have technology that could be useful to us in our fight against the Wraith, as I don't know if any of you noticed but so far we've come up with zip in terms of new technology to fight the Wraith."

Rodney nodded. "He's right. In some way these people aren't as advanced as what we have, the readings I'm getting from their shielding are virtually non-existent. Yet the power input their reactor has? It's insane, the way their transport flies without any visible engines. That's so far ahead of us it is unreal. Its almost as if they've stagnated for years technologically."

"Then perhaps they will be valuable allies indeed." Teyla was the next one to speak up.

Forever the pessimist Rodney looked at her with a worried face. "So long as they don't drag us into their war first."

Everyone turned to look at Rodney. "Need I remind you that in that briefing room the main piece of information we got was Empire bad."

Sheppard nodded. "It did seem a little bit that way, if we first come across the Empire while we're flying with the Resurgence I can almost guarantee how it will end. I've seen that look before though, that's the look of a man who has been at war for a very long time."

Ronon grunted. "It is the look of a man who has lost everything, and fighting to get it back."

Sheppard nodded his thanks as a random deckhand noticed them walking around looking lost and pointed towards one of the dropships. "It's that one Sirs."

They all took their place in the main body of the craft. "Well. We got a lot to talk to Caldwell about." The doors closed as the craft lifted off the deck, flew through the shield and headed out into space on a return voyage to the Daedalus.

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

AR-1 // RESURGENCE // UNKNOWN SPACE

McKay looked at the armoured figure who walked over, some form of mercenary. Well, they had been heard off in the Milkyway, it made sense that people would want to take advantage of strife and conflict in order to make a quick buck. This wasn't where his interest lied after all. Scans from a new form of alien vessel? The scans themselves could give them valuable insights into the way the ships operated. Meeting with skills in sciences from other races and universes also opened a wide array of new technology. New technology meant new challenges, he had no doubt he'd conquer them quickly but looked forward to them nonetheless. He missed being able to work on new things without the threat of impending doom, while they had to get themselves back to their universe at the very least they weren't in trouble in this universe.

"I mean you keep judging us to the humans of your universe, so I figured we'd explain the situation as we have it. I have no idea what an Artisian is or a Hurgalok but if they're scientists then we can figure something out I'm sure. What even is a ships spirit?"

Teyla smiled. "Perhaps, this discussion would be better had once we had a chance to return to our respective ships and plan our next course of action."

"This is our next course of action Teyla. We work together with other people to find a way home." McKay turned back to Falul. "Though I suppose we'll need to find a way to send data between ships so we can continue to work together-" McKay looked over at Sheppard who seemed to still be in conversation with the crew of the Glasgow. "-We'll need to wait till Sheppards finished before we leave though. Assuming our host is still willing to transport us."

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

AR1 // RESURGENCE // UNKNOWN SPACE

A smirk crossed Rodneys face. "Competent Scientist? Well, granted you don't know me yet but I'm the best our planet has to offer. Not to mention without a doubt the one who can help us find a way home." Ronan turned to face McKay, a look of warning on his face.

"McKay."

"Oh come on Ronan, their ship is considerably larger than the Daedalus if they wanted to be hostile they would have done it already. Besides they're not the Wraith. In terms of your other question, stave off extinction? In eight years we toppled an empire that stood for hundreds of years and became made strides in technological advancement with the loss of very little life. Not to mention we started a rebellion to free slaves from centuries of indoctrination at the hands of the said empire and saved two galaxies from a threat a race far more advanced than us couldn't stop." The instincts of Teyla as a leader and a diplomat stepped in.

"It is true, I have come to know these humans from Earth a year ago and they have been honourable friends in a fight against a race far more powerful and numerous than we can even describe. They have done more to hurt this evil race of beings in one year than anyone has for a thousand years. They are honourable warriors and good friends and I have seen them solve problems where I could never had imagined the solution." She looked at Ronan with a raised eyebrow.

"They've done good by me, taken me in, healed me, killed Wraith. That's all that matters."

"But yeah to answer your question, shipmaster was it? We're your guys." He couldn't believe he was being diplomatic with an alien right now. An alien that looked like something out of a horror film. "I assume you have your own scientists who you'd like me to collaborate with?"