A weight formed in Steve Roger's gut. Knowing it needed to be done to help Allen didn't stop a shiver from running up his spine. That dead boy's powers came from a source all too familiar to him: his preacher had beat the fear of the devil into Steve since before he could walk. It wasn't like the Mojoworld tech- that wastoo fantastical, too 'out there' to be real. That was stepping through a doorway into dark room devoid of all sound or noise. This, though?
Six's cape swallowed the light. Darkness rushed in around him in the same way a torpedo might punch a hole into the side of a submarine and send the ocean cascading inside. It enveloped Steve Rogers. His throat tightened as smoke scratched at it. His nostrils flared at the bite of brimstone and sulfur. All he could do was repeat a silent prayer to his maker for protection from whatever entity lurked behind the black. The Seconds passed by in agonizing slow motion, teasing Rogers with the possibility that this was his new reality.
And then he stumbled onto the bare concrete floor of the complex, letting out the breath he'd been holding. It took him a moment to shove his anxiety back down into his chest.
Once he had his bearings he turned to glare at Six over his shoulder. "I am not doing that again," he snapped. Maybe it was harsh of him to blame the child for what had been done to him, but he couldn't ignore what he'd just been subjected to. It was anathema to everything he'd ever believed. This blasted trip was bringing all his base assumptions into question, each confrontation threatening to tear away one of the anchors to his past. He could only hope this ordeal would be over soon.
Rogers straightened himself out and turned to address the Flash: "Good to see you’re in one piece. We've got a situation. Something’s run roughshod through this place’s occupants and we’re pretty sure it’s still here. You seen the Martian?”
C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
_________________________________________________________ Reed Richards AKA Mr. Fantastic Susan Storm Richards AKA Invisible Woman Johnny Storm AKA Human Torch Ben Grimm AKA The Thing _________________________________________________________ Explorers, Scientists and Superheroes _________________________________________________________ Based out of the Baxter Building in New York City
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► The Future Foundation is entering its second year and looking to expand its operations. As of now its focused on finding brilliant young minds and giving them a place where they can develop safely among equally capable peers. Its class, dormitories and other facilities are located in the lower floors of the Baxter building. Current students include: Valeria, the android Draconus, Leech the mutant, the evolved moloids Mik, Tong, Turg, and the heirs of the Uhari Throne in Old Atlantis, Wu and Vil. Other players may have their characters associate with or attend the Foundation if they wish.
► Susan and Reed have been married for nine years. Valeria is nine years old and Franklin is eight.
► Ben's been divorced from Alicia for a number of months. They were previously together for eighteen months.
Ten years ago, Reed Richards, Susan Storm, Johnny Storm and Ben Grimm set out together to test the world's first superluminal-capable spacecraft. Their vessel passed through cosmological event, exposing them to an impossibly high dosage of unknown radiation that fundamentally restructured the crews' genetic makeup. Upon returning to earth, the four of them pledged to utilize their new abilities for the betterment of mankind, christening themselves as the Fantastic Four.
They've spent the last decade protecting humanity from all sorts of fantastical threats: the Mole Man, the Wizard, Ronan the Accuser and the Super-Skrull, Annihilus, Victor Von Doom, the Council of Reeds, Mongul, as well as a host of others. The four of them have explored a vast multitude of planets, dimensions and universes. They have discovered unimaginable truths about the nature of existence, and they have stood before cosmic entities of existential significance. Through it all they've only grown closer as a team- and a family.
P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S )
Put simply, I have an itch for high-concept science fiction shenanigans that only the Fantastic Four can fill. I've been reading Johnathan Hickman's run and I'm brimming with inspiration. Its always sort of surprising how one of the oldest and most established superhero teams gets little attention in these One Universe Games, but Morden Man's foray in UOU is something I've gone back to several times while stewing on this sheet. Its just plain good.
As for the character themselves, I decided to take advantage of our longer timeline to include the team's rich history. They're all veteran heroes at this point, ready for just about anything that you could throw at them- or so they believe. I'll be putting a great deal of my focus toward the family dynamic of the Fantastic Four, especially in regards to each member's relationship with Valeria and Franklin, the Richards' kids. Something Hickman emphasizes in his run is the importance of family, and whether or not we're willing to put it before everything else- and in that run's case, before the world. That's something I'd like to touch on as well.
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O N G O I N G
BABYSITTING
While Reed, Susie and Johnny are called away on a mission to Thanagar, Ben Grimm is left behind to watch the kids. Things go awry when a group of alien warriors attack the Baxter Building in an effort to kidnap Valeria. They believe she can solve a theoretical equation capable of changing the universe.
Characters Involved: Ben, Val, Franklin, the Female Furies, Danny the Street and a TBD number of other players Desired # of Players: TBD
O N G O I N G
A TALE OF TWO WORLDS
An emissary from the Ruling Council of Thanagar has called Reed Richards for aid in a growing diplomatic crisis. The unsteady peace between the Kree Empire and Thanagar is threatened by the interference of unknown forces. The armies of either side gather, and the Fantastic Four must race to uncover the instigator's identity before its too late.
Characters Involved: Reed, Susan, Johnny, REDACTED, various supporting characters from Thanagar and the Kree Empire, and a TBD number of other players
Superboy was all too aware of the effect his words had on Silk. A spike of adrenaline caused a temporary rise in her blood pressure. Seratonin and dopamine levels shift in her brain, most notably around the amygdalas. Her face twitches in an unconscious biopsychosocial reaction. For Superboy, those microexpressions- far too quick to be perceived by the human eye- go on for minutes. He has all the time in the world to analyze, compare, and theorize about each particular movement, every minute change, every possible variable. It was agonizing in moments like these when he already knew how badly he'd screwed up. His mind forced him to dwell on the guilt roiling in his chest.
"Thanks," he grinned. "I'll see ya around."
The asphalt cracked under his feet as he took off. Pushing himself faster and faster he shot through the sky. Superboy opened himself up to new sensations. Wind roared 'round his ears, joined by the chorus of battle that consumed much of New York City. There was the thudding of an anti-materiel rifle in Manhattan. The roar of a jet's engines as it came in for landing at JFK. Panicked screams in an alien tongue reverberated through the disabled Dominator skull-ship. The crackle of an Avengers communicator as Spider-Man explained that he'd found the source of the rifts. Hovering in the open sky, Superboy drowned himself in information, taking comfort in the chaos.
Solace proved fleeting, however, as a familiar voice crept inside his skull.
"Why do you let the feelings of these people trouble you?" Paul Westfield spoke through the radio receiver embedded in Superboy's cochlea. His voice was a cocktail of morose callousness and bored arrogance. The good doctor hadn't contacted Superboy since their encounter in the The Complex beneath Cadmus Tower, and the sharp, nasally sound made Superboy's skin crawl. It was like the devil had perched behind him, leaning in to whisper in his ear, and he was terrified what would be asked of him-
-Because now he knew he couldn't refuse.
"For a guy so concerned about humanity you don't seem to like 'em very much." He replied after swallowing the frog in his throat. Though Westfield was surely dozens of miles away all Superboy had to do was speak into the open air: the sensors Cadmus had implanted into his nervous system fed each of his five senses back to them in real time. Everything he saw, heard and felt was being monitored in real time. That was one of the less
"When you measure your success in generations the individuals begin to...fade. You'll become accustomed to it, in time."
Superboy scoffed. "Fat chance of that, asshole."
"A century from now that girl down there will be a withered husk trapped underground in a wooden box, and you'll still be in your prime. What do you think the world will look like then? What about five hundred years in the future, or a millennium?"
A few seconds ticked by without answer, so Westfield pressed on, an almost fanatic fervor rising in him. "Your mind is so confined to the present that you couldn't even begin to imagine so distant a future! Now imagine witnessing all that progress two hundred fold and you may get an inkling of why I don't concern myself with the low self-esteem of idiot teenagers."
A silence followed that revelation, hanging heavy like fog from the sea. Perceiving reality on a scale incomprehensible to normal people was something Superboy was all to familiar with. Even still, Westfield's claims were outlandish. Even if he was a clone of Superman- with all his extraordinary abilities and alien physiology- there was no way he'd live so long. Right?
"Why are you telling me this now?" He muttered, more uncomfortable with the continuing quiet than he was with Westfield's breath on his neck. "The world's gone to hell. I oughta be down there."
Now it was Westfield's turn to scoff. "This lesson is more important than anything you could be doing 'down there.' You ought to take it to heart even moreso, in fact: you paid for it in blood."
A chill ran down the boy's spine.
"But I didn't call just to lecture. I have need of you. The technology necessary to open Interdimensional gates of this kind could prove useful to the company. Either acquire the device itself or the individual behind it and bring it back to the Complex."
"Every superhero this side of the solar system is looking for that. How am I s'posed to get it before all of them? Before SHIELD?"
I'm going to sound like a broken record here, but just a friendly caution against adding too much to the plate too soon. The RP only just began picking up steam again after a couple of months of low-to-no activity and motivation burnout. I'd hate to see us hop right back into that same situation again. Just a thought.
You’re absolutely correct and this is something I considered heavily while toying with the character sheet. Ended up cutting out a few things from my usual schedule so I can focus more fully on writing for this game (and yours ;)) in my free time.
C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
_________________________________________________________ Reed Richards AKA Mr. Fantastic Susan Storm Richards AKA Invisible Woman Johnny Storm AKA Human Torch Ben Grimm AKA The Thing _________________________________________________________ Explorers, Scientists and Superheroes _________________________________________________________ Based out of the Baxter Building in New York City
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► The Future Foundation is entering its second year and looking to expand its operations. As of now its focused on finding brilliant young minds and giving them a place where they can develop safely among equally capable peers. Its class, dormitories and other facilities are located in the lower floors of the Baxter building. Current students include: Valeria, the android Draconus, Leech the mutant, the evolved moloids Mik, Tong, Turg, and the heirs of the Uhari Throne in Old Atlantis, Wu and Vil. Other players may have their characters associate with or attend the Foundation if they wish.
► Susan and Reed have been married for nine years. Valeria is nine years old and Franklin is eight.
► Ben's been divorced from Alicia for a number of months. They were previously together for eighteen months.
Ten years ago, Reed Richards, Susan Storm, Johnny Storm and Ben Grimm set out together to test the world's first superluminal-capable spacecraft. Their vessel passed through cosmological event, exposing them to an impossibly high dosage of unknown radiation that fundamentally restructured the crews' genetic makeup. Upon returning to earth, the four of them pledged to utilize their new abilities for the betterment of mankind, christening themselves as the Fantastic Four.
They've spent the last decade protecting humanity from all sorts of fantastical threats: the Mole Man, the Wizard, Ronan the Accuser and the Super-Skrull, Annihilus, Victor Von Doom, the Council of Reeds, Mongul, as well as a host of others. The four of them have explored a vast multitude of planets, dimensions and universes. They have discovered unimaginable truths about the nature of existence, and they have stood before cosmic entities of existential significance. Through it all they've only grown closer as a team- and a family.
P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S )
Put simply, I have an itch for high-concept science fiction shenanigans that only the Fantastic Four can fill. I've been reading Johnathan Hickman's run and I'm brimming with inspiration. Its always sort of surprising how one of the oldest and most established superhero teams gets little attention in these One Universe Games, but Morden Man's foray in UOU is something I've gone back to several times while stewing on this sheet. Its just plain good.
As for the character themselves, I decided to take advantage of our longer timeline to include the team's rich history. They're all veteran heroes at this point, ready for just about anything that you could throw at them- or so they believe. I'll be putting a great deal of my focus toward the family dynamic of the Fantastic Four, especially in regards to each member's relationship with Valeria and Franklin, the Richards' kids. Something Hickman emphasizes in his run is the importance of family, and whether or not we're willing to put it before everything else- and in that run's case, before the world. That's something I'd like to touch on as well.
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O N G O I N G
BABYSITTING
While Reed, Susie and Johnny are called away on a mission to Thanagar, Ben Grimm is left behind to watch the kids. Things go awry when a group of alien warriors attack the Baxter Building in an effort to kidnap Valeria. They believe she can solve a theoretical equation capable of changing the universe.
Characters Involved: Ben, Val, Franklin, the Female Furies, Danny the Street and a TBD number of other players Desired # of Players: TBD
O N G O I N G
A TALE OF TWO WORLDS
An emissary from the Ruling Council of Thanagar has called Reed Richards for aid in a growing diplomatic crisis. The unsteady peace between the Kree Empire and Thanagar is threatened by the interference of unknown forces. The armies of either side gather, and the Fantastic Four must race to uncover the instigator's identity before its too late.
Characters Involved: Reed, Susan, Johnny, REDACTED, various supporting characters from Thanagar and the Kree Empire, and a TBD number of other players
The building crumbled the moment Superboy let go. What was once the dwelling of two dozen people became a deluge of brick and broken glass. It crashed into the earth, ejecting a dust cloud across the street. Those survivors still lingering were forced to pull away, covering their faces with whatever material they had on hand- that 'dust' could shred their lungs if they inhaled too much of it. Superboy floated amidst the cloud, unaffected. He wondered what it must feel like to lose everything in one stroke, as they all had. The boy stared at them for too long, trying- and failing- to imagine it.
One of the camera drones passed between him and the crowd, cutting off the thought. 'Right. Back to work.'
He shifted his attention back to the battle raging all around them. Opening up his senses, he began to listen in on SHIELD radio chatter. That helicarrier engaging the alien mothership was having a rough time of it. Just like the first time the Dominators invaded, it became clear that conventional weapons were ineffective against their defenses. Lady Liberty could hold its attention for a time, but someone would need to step in soon. Agents inside were reporting that Spider-Man was running around a lab, too. That made him sneer. What was the web-head doing in there when the fight was out here?
Colonel Rogers had taken his team to Times Square to meet up with a handful of Avengers and some dude with a bow. That'd be the best place to stop by if he wanted to coordinate with the rest of the responders. Not his style, though: the old geezer would probably just stick him on rescue ops while the big guns got all the spotlight.
Speaking of...
"Hey, where'd all those alien freaks go?" Superboy flew up alongside where Silk was hanging. He glanced down the street, his telescopic vision taking in the utter massacre that he'd missed while his attention was absorbed with the evacuation. Hundreds of dead Chitauri lay in heaps, purple smoke drifting from their agape mouths. He felt a genuine anger rise in his chest at the sight of the giant leviathan laid on his back, apparently brought down by the same thing. The monster he'd failed to kill.
"Damn it, I had that! Who..." His gaze shifted toward the Dominator ship hanging in the sky, and the gargantuan spectral chains clasped around it. Some woman in black was holding the skull-shaped engine of destruction in place as a familiar green space cop shot right through it. Green Lantern. She was arguably the heaviest hitter on the Avengers roster, and one of the few people on earth who could give the big man a run for his money.
He glowered. "That oughta be me. I oughta be up there, not stuck with-" The words caught in his mouth as he glanced back over to Silk. Shit. Not his best look. Every bone in his body was screaming at him to just leave the newbie behind and take off to join the fight, but something kept him there...for the moment, at least. "Uh, listen, it looks like everything's finished up here. You want a ride over to Manhattan or can you get there yourself? That's where everybody else is meetin' up."
If it is directly over lower Manhattan then it’s only like, 3 miles. If it is above upper Manhattan then that’s like 15 miles. You’d still be able to see the obvious space ship on the skyline from Brooklyn.
But what is more fun? I don’t want Superboy and Silk (well mainly Silk since it is her second fight ever) to be too easy
If Raven's cleaned up the Chitauri we'd have free reign to meet up with the others or respond to the remaining threats. Nothing's too far out of reach with the super-taxi
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