Silver Carrot

Dispatch RP Anyone?

Have an idea in my head of an insane villian who was """rehabilitated""" and now they have an unhinged Hero complex

Dispatch RP Anyone?

I'm very interested! I haven't played Dispatch yet but I love the premise

WWWTRTW (Who Would Want to Rule the World) (an evil-genius villain roleplay)

This looks interesting!

Kinda interested in a villain who wants to be beaten (either from knowing and respecting the villain's role to a Hero, being bored/too strong and wanting a challenge, or both)

Would Darwin-esque "never have the same weak point twice" adaptability be too OP?

the Alliance of Liberty City

Sam watched the monster get close. The immediate danger, her fear and adreneline were masking the searing pain in her hands. She had altered the weight and density of her body but it was still ordinary skin and bone. She couldn't turn it to steelor heal herself. Her arms were shaking from the effect of that impact. She wasn't sure if her palms were bleeding or just sweaty and stinging but she difn't want to take her eyes off Kid Cosmos in order to check. She watched him begin to charge at her, and her mind started thinking back.

The memories flittered in the front of her mind one after the other. Sitting in a chair having a pleasant chat with Dr. Harwood as he took some of her blood. The...less plesant chats with Dr.Fuchs while tied to a table...but the place she spent most of her time was the training room. And the most common adults in her life were the men in suits whose names she didn't know, who talked about her to each other in hushed voices but never talked to her directly. And Sgt. Greaves. Her instructor. It was his barked orders she recalled at this moment as the muscle memory kicked in.

When the monster reached her, it swung clumsily at her. Sam, with the efficient, tight movements of a trained professional, ducked under the swing, closed the distance, planted her foot and sent Kid Cosmos flying backwards and into the side of an abandoned bus with a strike to his center of gravity. Though, there was still no way a woman this size could have done that without some kind of super power.

She hadn't noticed Son of Liberty approach until she heard his voice come from right next to her. She jumped, then half-turned to him. She did not want to take both eyes off Kid Cosmos.

"Me? I'm Sam. S-sam Reilly," she answered, speaking not with the level of confidence you'd expect from somebody who could do what she'd just done.

@Omega Man

Heroes Rise: Paragon City

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Julia Kray

Location: The Lucky Noodle, Little Asia, Paragon City
@Nallore@McNephelim@IAmTheIsland

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"Thank you," Julia replied as the officer walked away to phone the ambulance. Her attention turned to this new addition to the room's population. A detective, by the looks of things. He had immediately zeroed in on her, and what she'd set. Julia briefly felt herself prickle. It was probably going to take a while before anything thatfelt remotely like a police interrogation wouldn't make her nervous. No, she was now a civilian giving a witness statement. She could really tell him everything. Though, if she left nothing out, she'd probably have to explain why she was in that warehouse, and there's a good chance her money would get taken away. It was dirty money she was paid in return for commiting crimes, after all. She needed her goggles considerably less than the money. Maybe if she...yeah, that might work.

Julia sighed, and pulled out the old, rusty, stained set of goggles. This was clearly twenty year old tech, but also not something a civilian should own.

"Nice to meet you, Detective. I'm Julia Kray" she replied. Whether he recognised her name, clocked her age and put two and two together or not, she kept going. "I haven't had time to give a proper statement yet but I actually saw the monster meet with a woman in robes. I only caught a snippet of conversation but it should be recorded on these goggles."

She flashed an apologetic glance at Ken as if you say sorry for making no mention of that fact thus far, before leaning in closer to Steven. "I've already served my time for all my crimes, so you're free to take all the footage on this as long as I don't get any fresh convictions from it. I'd also like these goggles back eventually if at all possible."

Persona: Black Crown

Hmmm, Still haven't decided on a character. Think I'll decide on the persona first and think what kind of person holds it.

Persona: Black Crown

I was following the interest check waiting for an update and discovered that this thread has existed for a month...

the Alliance of Liberty City

Sam was staggering along the streets like a zombie. Her face was pale. Her eyes bloodshot from crying. She'd been let go from another job. The same excuses. She wasn't presentable enough. Not confident enough. Too jumpy. Too skittish. Too clumsy. No big deal-breaking reason but a buildupof small ones. She 'wasn't the right fit' for this role. She wondered if there was even a place out there where she was a right fit. No, stop that, Sam. You're going to make yourself cry again.

What about rent? How was she going to explain this one to the employment office? Questions she did not have the mentalor emotional energy to begin tacking now. She wanted to go home. She wanted to curl up on her bed and take stock. Recharge her batteries and clear her head. She knew from plenty of experience that the worst thing you could do is worry about these things when you're already in a very negative headspace.

Sam misses when talking to people with a bright, sincere, confident smile was so easy. She can't stopthe doubts and gloom for clouding her heart anymore. Anytime a customer seems happy to see her, she feels a pang of crushing guilt, and can't smile back. Sam sighs. She tries to shut out that day. She has to force herself to think about something else the moment she starts to hear the screams again.

Wait. They didn't sound like that. There were no children's screams that day.

Sam snapped out of her headspaceand looked behind her. There was a four-armed monster commiting mindless, chaotic destruction in front of the government offices. Maybe it was the fact Sam suddenly had something external and urgent to focus on to distract her from herself but she felt...calm. She surveyed the scene. The people around were scared. Some were fleeing. Others were hiding in the government building. Anyone nearby still in their cars were abandoning them. Sam spotted them. Two children cowering behind a minivan. She also saw that one of the cars that the monster had thrown was going to hit the van, and the momentum would seriously injure the children.

Sam rushed foward, increased her density as she remembered she was taught, and braced the van. The impact of the collision sent shockwaves through her arms and pain through her hands, but the van did not budge. She managed a very weak and timid smile to the children, who took the hint and ran. She turned her attention back to the monster, who was now staring right at her. She gulped.

the Alliance of Liberty City

Sam Reily

Archetype: Size Manipulator
Name: Samantha 'Sam' Reily
Alias: N/A (yet)
Age: 20

Powers/Skills: Sam's superpower is the ability to alter both the size and density of her own body. Growing, shrinking, becoming heavy enough to keep her regular strength while tiny, or light enough to float.

She is also physically fit, well trained in hand to hand combat and well educated in combat tactics.

Weaknesses: Sam's biggest weakness is her own mindset. Deep trauma has prevented her fromever using or experimenting with her powers. It's an evil thing that can hurt people. She also doesn't exactly have the best control of it when trying to go beyond three times above or beyond her normal height or density.

Equipment: None (though if anybody gets her in touch with whoever created Megaplex's adaptable costume...)

Personality: Meek, Skittish, Anxious, Compassionate, Gentle

Appearance:

Sam

BRIEF Bio:

Samantha does not know whether she was an orphan or created from a test tube. The earliest memories she has are of her square white room inside Fort Jackson. Subject 18427 of Project Whateley. Even her surname had been fabricated. This was the only life she knew. She got to draw and play with toys. Sometimes she'd see the other kids for lunch or education. She was tooyoung to fully realise that she ws being tested, monitored and trained. Having her vitals taken while running on a treadmill. Being taken to a large room and being told to grow and shrink, to get lighter and heavier. These were as normal to her as eating and sleeping. And she had fun. Not knowing any other way she could have been raised, she grew up a bright, kind and extroverted yet naive and ignorant child.

However, at some point in her mid teens, the curriculum started to change. She was isolated more often. She was trained in hand to hand combat and given classes on combatative uses of her powers, with videos of Megaplex as a reference point. Her bright,positive energy started todim. She knew they were trying to mold her into a weapon. Sam didn't want to hurt people. She wanted to put smiles on people's faces.

During one exercise, when trying to push her limits, she felt a ceiling break and could finally grow past fifteen feet...twenty feet....thirty feet. She couldn't stop, and her panic was only fuelling the growth. The scientists were screamimg. Alarms started blaring. She broke out of the ceiling as she felt walls crumble around her like they were made of sand. It's not that she can't remember much about this, it's that she doesn't want to.

Storylines:

Big girls don't cry - Samatha's personal traumas are the biggest obstacle in her path to confidentally using her powers to their true potential, and must be overcome.

Growing into the role - Sam wants to be a role model that brings joy to people, but going from being a meek store cleark to being a bona fide superhero? She has a lot to learn.

Old Acquaintences - She is destined to run into Abby and/or the director again eventually.

Notes: She's had at lest five jobs in the short amount of time she's lived in the city. Rent is always a monthly struggle, but it beats the ititial two months she was homeless. Her current job is a store clerk.

Heroes Rise: Paragon City

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Julia Kray

Location: The Lucky Noodle, Little Asia, Paragon City
@Nallore@McNephelim@IAmTheIsland

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Julia really didn't want to be sent to a hospital. Her first day of freedom ending with herhaving her freedom once again temporarily restricted was not how she saw today going. That said, she couldn't refuse, nor should she walk away from this situation. This was a crime scene, and she was a witness. She'd been patient for a long time, and messing things up by trying to rush things would only end badly.

"Yes, please. Call an ambulance. I'll wait here."

Julia, ever-observant, noticed Sarah slip out. She wouldn't stop her, or draw attention to her. One of the big reasons she felt so inclined to help Madelyn was that she felt Madelyn didn't have a choice in whether or not to get involved with that shady occult-looking woman. Madelyn hadmade her own choice toplay the hero, and now her friends were making the decision to sneak off and save her. Maybe this really wasn't her business anymore. This wouldn't help her find a home, or a stable future.

But she still couldn't resist joining in the speculation. She wanted to help. She wanted that kid to be found and safe.

"This whole thing doesn't feel like Delgato's kind of organised crime. Those face tattos. It feels more...occult."