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14 days ago
Current Remember kids, the "H" in Neon Genesis Evangelion stands for happines´╗┐s.
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20 days ago
They all gotta end sometime. I'd prefer an ending to the overall story rather than it just burning out and dying.
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20 days ago
A few RPs I GMed in my early days ended but they were quite scripted, never been in one that has ended as a player though.
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23 days ago
@Drekalba - Probably in the Roleplaying Discussion forum.
23 days ago
Don't think there is but TBH that's not a bad idea.
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Just some guy who does superhero junk.



RPs I'm 'Blessing' With My Presence:
Absolute Comics
(Where I play an absolutely cuhrayzee monster hunter)
World of Light
(Where I play a guy who'll Dragon Kick your ass into the Milky Way)

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Level 1 - 2/10 EXP
Difficulty Level 1
Location: Peach's Castle - Throne Room
Word Count: 279
Coming to in the presence of: @DracoLunaris + general sweep


The fighter's attack was about to connect with the lizard's big dumb head when...

It all came back.

His eyes returned to normal, and for a moment in time, Gene was confused. Where the hell was Angra? Where was he? And why didn't he feel the power of Azel's God Hand? In his confusion, he forgot to halt his jumping kick, and his feet planted themselves firmly onto Bowser's face. The two of them fell to the ground, Gene falling right into Henry's attack and taking the brunt of it with a shout of pain. Recovering quickly, he jumped back up onto his feet. Ignoring his wounds, he began looking around frantically, trying to find something, anything that was familiar.

This wasn't where he was fighting Angra. This was a big fancy castle. And there were so many people he didn't recognize. Robots and humans and creatures, oh my! He was trying to piece it all together when he saw the giant lizard was throwing a punch his way! Instinctively, Gene ducked just out of the way of the attack, an impressed whistle escaping his lips despite himself. Instead of trying to fight back, however, Gene began to talk. "Hey there man, let's be cool, no need to be so hotheaded!"

That did not come out as the placating comment Gene expected it to be. And he figured it was kind of hypocritical considering he had attacked first. Still, the furious fighter continued to speak. "Er, uh, I didn't mean that. What I meant was I have absolutely no clue how I got here or why I was attacking you so can we just cool it for a minute!?"
Fear not friends, for Uni hath returned!


ISSUE #6
DEFEATED

Alleyway beside the Royal Palace Hotel
New York City, New York

When I came to the rain was beating down on my body, blood and water mixing into a pinkish puddle beneath me. With a groan, I pushed myself up to my feet and looked over my wounds. A few stabs, cuts, and, oh yeah, my sword sticking through my chest. Grunting, I grabbed the handle and pulled it out, a yelp of pain escaping my lips.

I gave a bitter chuckle at the events.

Deacon beat me.

I couldn't fight him in this state.

I was too weak.

I needed to get stronger.

I lifted my sword into its sheath and stumbled forward, beginning to make my way back to my office. Deacon probably thought I was dead, which I guess helped. He probably wouldn't come looking for me. And I'll be right under his nose, getting more powerful, and when least expects it I'll go get him and I will end this.
An Hour Later
Outside a subway station

At this time of night, this part of the city was quiet. My only company was the distant sound of cars passing by a few blocks over. I was walking past the entrance to a subway, when I heard gunshots below. As if on instinct, I began to make my way down, intent on finding out just what the hell was going on down there.

When I got down there I saw a hulking beast fighting against two humans. The beast was a werewolf, towering over them at 8 feet tall and growling ferociously at them. The two humans were heavily armed, but apparently their bullets weren't silver judging by the fact that the beast shrugged them off. One of them was a woman, the other a man who I recognized.

"You having trouble there, Drake?" I yelled, walking forward. The beast was distracted by my sudden entrance, and the hunter and his lady friend looked at me. Drake scowled, while the woman looked rather confused.

"Well, if it isn't my dear old friend," Drake said with a scowl, before returning his attention to the werewolf. He and the girl continued to shoot at it to no avail. On instinct, I reached for the pistols beneath my coat, only to find nothing there. Right, I forgot Deacon had knocked both of them out of my hands when we fought.

Instead, I pulled my claymore from its sheath, knowing that one decisive blow from its silver blade would end this. "Why don't I show you two how a real hunter does his job?" I stated, before rushing at the werewolf and swinging my blade.

The wolf dodged out of the way of the blow, swinging his paw at me. In my weakened state, I couldn't dodge out of the way, and the attack sent me flying into a trash can a few feet away, trash flying all over me. Drake snickered, while his friend remarked dryly: "Yeah, real impressive." Despite myself, I let out a laugh. Now this was my kinda girl.

I pulled a banana peel off my head and jumped to my feet, charging at the beast yet again. He dodged my blow once more, but this time I was ready, and ducked beneath the attack he sent my way. With a yell, I jumped back up, ramming my sword through the beast's chest. I yanked the blade out of his skull as it shifted back into human form.

At my feet was a dying middle aged man, who let out a blood-tinged cough. "What... Happened?"

I knelt down on my knee, sighing. "Sorry, man. You were going nuts. Had to put you down."

A weak laugh escaped his lips. "... Should've known... One day this'd happen..." He let out his last breath, and then he was no more.

I stood up. "And that is how you take down a werewolf. The hell were you thinking, coming here without any silver bullets?"

Drake stepped forward, probably about to let loose an angry remark, when his buddy stopped him by speaking first. "The job we got called here for wasn't him, was just a bunch of goblins screwing around with the circuitry. As we were leaving, he jumped out at us. We should have expected a werewolf would be around during a full moon, but I guess it slipped both of our minds."

I looked her up and down, taking in her blonde hair and the scar running across her pale face. Aside from that scar, she was pretty banging. Her... Assets helped that too. I gave her a cocky grin, letting out a catcall. "Never knew ya had a girlfriend, Drake." The male hunter's cheeks flushed in both embarrassment and anger. "What's your name, babe?"

*BANG!*

My head bounced back as the bullet entered my skull. That crazy bitch just shot me!

As I set my sights back on her with a glare, I saw her smirk. "Rachel Van Helsing. And don't call me babe."

"Whatever. 'Sides, all my interest in a woman is lost once she shoots me in the head."

"If you wouldn't mind, we were just leaving," Drake said. Without another word, he and Rachel began to make their leave.

"And where you two going? Might need to hitch a ride, my place is kinda a few miles away."

Drake turned back to yell at me, but once again Rachel interrupted him by speaking first. "We'll give you a ride. We need to head back to our place first. But no talking."

I made a motion as if zipping my lips shut, before striding forward, grinning at the astounded Drake as I walked past him and back up the steps.

"The hell are you doing?" I heard Drake hiss.

"Quincy said next time we meet him to take him with us if he's willing. The old man wants to talk to him."

"I never agreed to this!"

"That's why he told me and not you. Now come on, he's waiting."

Ah, the wonders of enhanced hearing. Still, I pretended I didn't hear anything they said as they made their way up the stairs to meet me at the top. "You guys weren't gossiping about me, were ya?" I asked with my trademark shit eating grin.

"What did I say?"

"Right, right, no talking..."

With that, we were on our way.


Level 1 - 1/10 EXP
Difficulty Level 1
Location: Gene's Homeworld
Word Count: 456
About to attack: @DracoLunaris + general sweep


This was it.

The Demon King Angra was at his mercy. Looking down at his hands, the power of God flowing through them, Gene grinned. Just about time to end this. "May the light of good..." Gene began, beginning to form a Double Shaolin Blast to finish off the demon.

"Shine on his soul..." Gene readied the blast...

"Through these... Huh?" Gene's concentration was broken by the shining lights in the sky, that were racing towards him and Angra. "What the? Am I actually summoning God?" The fighter paused for a moment, and his grin widened. "Nice!" He looked up into the sky, welcoming the light, for he knew that he could defeat the Demon King with its power!

There was a flash, and then nothing.
Location: Outside Peach's Castle

The fighter had traveled far, searching for a worthy opponent. He wasn't sure how he had got here. He wasn't sure when he had got here. It could have been weeks ago, maybe months ago, hell it could've been years ago. He knew nothing of who he was or where he came from, only that he thirsted for combat. Though he had yet to meet a worthy opponent, he had already taken down dozens of low level creatures who had dared to bother him. It did little to sate his desire, but it would do for now.

Up ahead, he saw a large castle, hearing loud noises from inside. The noises settled after a moment, and then silence. He smiled. Maybe there were strong fighters there that he could challenge. He needed to fight something that wasn't a stupid goblin or a wimpy mushroom thing. His smile twisted into a vicious grin, and with a bounce in his step he charged forward to the castle, getting ready for a good fight.

When he arrived at the castle, he boldly walked forward and into it, striding through the entrance hall and into the throne room through the busted down door. He saw a plethora of people there, everything from humans like himself to creatures he'd never seen before. Some of them looked about as weak as the pitiful monsters he'd crushed along the way here, but a few of them...

His grin widened even more, if it was possible. Now those guys looked like they could put up a good fight. Cracking his knuckles, the fighter spoke up, attempting to grab the room's attention. "Well well well, lookie what we have here!" His voice carried an air of confidence, perhaps overconfidence even. With his thumb, he flicked his chin, grinning. "You all look tough! Let's dance!" Without a second wasted, he dashed forward with a yell, attempting to deliver a flying kick to the giant shelled lizard thing in the suit!
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You're welcome, and no problem. Would you like a link to our Discord server?


Sure thing. Seems like that's where you guys do most of your talking anyhow.
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Not just good--great! Go ahead and put him over in the Characters tab. You good with Gene approaching Peach's Castle just after the recently-concluded boss battle wrapped up? Someone (or a few someones) can spot him and head out to say hello, which will likely end in a fight that ends up with Gene free from the influence.


Alright, thanks! And yeah, that sounds good. I'm trying to catch up on the IC right now so I have an idea as to what's happened, so it might be a bit before I get a post up.
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A good sheet, but there are two things I should point out.

The first of them isn't in the way of his acceptance, so you don't need to change it, but I feel like you would benefit from it. Having single moves as Powers is very limiting because it is a single thing you can do instead of a suite and the rate at which you get new special moves is slow. Rather than have Ball Buster as his Power, I would instead make it 'The God Hand" and describe what it allows him to do, including super strength. Then, I would say replace the Strength "God Hand" with something like "Move Master" or "Quick Learner" and have it say something along the lines of 'Gene is always adding to his arsenal of techniques, picking up new ones or remembering ones forgotten. Every level-up, his style gains three new techniques. He begins with just Ball Buster, a groin shot that leaves foes stunned.' I think that would be a better way to go around it.

The more pivotal thing is the end of his backstory. In the New World, all characters (pretty much) start out under Galeem's influence, oblivious to Galeem's presence and with altered behavior. While he might still wander around in search of a fight, and that wandering could very well bring him to Peach's Castle and the rest of the group, he wouldn't be able to oppose Galeem in any way until freed.


Alright, thanks for the response! I got rid of the last paragraph of backstory, so he's still under Galeem's influence at the start. Switched God Hand to his Power, and put Ball Buster under a new strength that borrows from his home game. Also clarified how the Adaptive Difficulty weakness works a bit better. Hope it's good.
@Simple Unicycle

Gene and Geno huh? That may or may not get confusing later on... lol

Also:

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I swear, if you don't put Johnny Cage as a Kindred Spirit of some kind, I will throw a big-ole riot.


Oh shit, I didn't even think of Johnny Cage when picking Kindred Spirits. I might just edit him in.

Also, yeah, Gene and Geno... Won't get confusing at all.
No, actually. I have a different Capcom character in mind...

Do tell me if there's anything that needs changing.


EDIT 1: Added Johnny Cage as a Kindred Spirit. Got all three now.
EDIT 2: Added changes.
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