I'll require a look at another character to make my own as I've decided to play my char's story based off another chars', may turn out to be a former villian depending on who I pick to have a very odd relationship with! :).
Is that alright?
Sure thing my dude. I'd love to see what you can come up with.
@The Incredible John So hey, if this is still open to apps, I'm highly interested.
This is still very much open to new apps. Submit your sheet and I'll have a look at it.
"He that would make his own liberty secure, must guard even his enemy from oppression; for if he violates this duty, he establishes a precedent that will reach to himself." -Thomas Paine
America. Land of the brave, home of the free. Or so it used to be. America used to pride itself on being the vanguard of democracy and liberty. The shinning beacon of freedom. Whether fighting for independence, landing on the beaches of Normandy or watching the fall of the Soviet Union, America's battle cry was always free will and self determination. That was until a disaster hit home how fragile freedom could be.
On September 11, 2001, a number of extremist committed an attacked on United States soil. During those trying times, the American people looked towards the pillars of society. Super powered heroes who helped enforced safety and order throughout the country. This men and women were looked to as examples. However they were just as confused and panicked by the events. To make matters worst, the irreputables of the nation crawled out of the woodwork to achieve their own agendas amidst the turmoil. Looting, rioting, thefts and murders were reported.
President Adam Andrews, the 43rd elected leader of the nation, saw no other recourse but to act upon emergency powers. National marshal law was enacted. Laws that forbid the American military from policing its own people were repealed. The super human miscreants were quickly hunted down and organizations who could have only been suspected of challenging law and order were brought down. Peace and stability was brought back to the nation but not without a cost.
The beacon of democracy died and it was replaced by the scortching flames of despotism. Judicial powers were given to the executive office and new laws were passed that would allow the president to appoint senators and governers when needed. At first, the threat of another breakdown of society had made people blind to what was happening. They accepted the 'comprimises' in hopes of returning back to safer lives. Only too late did they realise what they allowed to happen.
It has been 20 years since the disaster of 9/11. America has turned into a Isolationist Dictatorship pretending to be a republic. People live their lives as normally as one could in this authoritarian regime. The heroes of the past were forced to retire or join the program. The Rapid Responce Unit was established for this super humans willing to serve the nation. They could be called upon to act anywhere and anytime to stamp out crime or crush resistance.
But amidst this shadow of oppression, a new hope may be rising. An unlikely alliance of former heroes and villains have banded. Their means may differ and their ideals clash but they have the same goal. To bring back the torch of freedom and democracy to the United States. To give the scared masses a new light of faith. That the system can be brough down. Putting their very lives on the line, they pursue their dream. They have no faces, no costumes, no names. They are simple known as 'the Underground'.
Introduction
Welcome to the Underground, a superhero roleplay set in a near-future dystopia. America has turned to authoritarianism following a devasting attack on the country followed mass unrest. Now its up to a shadowy organization to fight for freedom when noones else will. Unlike the days of old, this heroes wear no capes or have symbols on their chest. They instead act behind the viel, always avoiding the gaze of big brother.
The rules are pretty simple. Follow the ToS, let's keep it civil when there's an argument and always consult with another person if you're going to include them in your post. If you have a problem with the way I handle the story, just hit me a private message and we can talk about it there. You know, the basics.
Character Sheet
(Name of your Character here)
(Your Character's Alias here)
Character Description:(Either a picture or a descriptive paragraph is acceptable).
Age: Gender: Height: Weight:
Citizenship: Occupation:
Individual's Power:(This page should help describing your character's powers and such)
Biography:
After you've finished making a sheet, post it on the OCC page first and mention me. I'll review your sheet and then approve it.
If you have any questions, go ahead and ask. I'll try to answer them as best I can. Have a great day.
Woah. I've honestly gotten more replies than I thought this would get. Awesome. I'll start on a OCC tomorrow. A little bit tired as of the moment.
Mmm a villain turned temporary good sounds interesting. I will keep my eyes on this.
Oh and since you mentioned the technology level in this roleplay, could you also elaborate on the power levels?
How could I forget about that part.
Well for the most part, the highest 'power level' I'm willing to accept is around city busting under exceptional circumstances. I mean we're gonna be forming a group of people who've been low on the watchlist. If your character could blow go nuclear with the snap of a finger, there's no way the government would have let them go after 20 years.
"Those who would give up essential Liberty, to purchase a little temporary Safety, deserve neither Liberty nor Safety." -Ben Franklin.
"We all remember back in the days when we still wore our ridiculous costumes, bright and flashy. Beating each other up while the crowds watched. When we boasted threats and insults at each other while the media broadcasted our fights to the nation. Sometimes we'd nearly kill one another trying to outdo the other. That was our struggle back then. Back when everything was easy to understand. There were the good guys and there were the bad guys. At the end of the day, the champion of truth came out on top and the villain would be taken away to serve his time.
Now... Now everything isn't as simple as before."
"Everything changed during September 11, 2001. Without the slightest clue, America was attacked. People were afraid for their lives, unsure of what was happening. It got even worst. People like myself, the crooks, scum and criminals took advantage of the situation. America's heroes couldn't patrol everything everywhere. Even they were caught in the confusion. So Washington did what it had to. The Commander and Chief declared a state of Marshall Law. They clamped down hard, restoring peace and order with an iron fist. President Andrews promised that once the nation was under calm and control, he'd put everything back the way it was. It's been 20 years and America has never been the same."
"But I'm planing on changing that. I'm putting together a group of people who are sick and tired of being stepped on. Who can see behind the facade. People who can see the truth. That we were cheated out of our rights. People who want to see that change. Forget the past. Forget old rivalries. Just this once, we're all in the same team with one goal. We're going to bring back freedom to the American people. It's going to be dangerous, I'm not going to lie, but that's the price we have to pay. We risked our lives even back then anyways.
So what do you say? Are you with us?"
Introduction (and mostly everything at the moment)
Welcome the Underground, a superhero roleplay set in an despotic, American dystopia. Your character will be part of a group known as 'the Underground', a collection of former super heroes and villains trying to change the system. Most of the time, you wont be wearing a fancy suit and cape. You'll be blending into the crowds. You'll be recruiting other potential members, sabotaging the regime or if it comes to it, openly fighting them.
During your characters numerous missions taking down the system, there's a chance they'll run into the heroes that remained loyal to the regime. This enforcers will be given maximum authority to take you in or worst. As much as possible, we'll try to avoid them and the eyes of the government at large.
The setting will be in the year 2021, 20 years after 9/11. A bit futuristic(post-contemporary) but nothing crazy. Think flying cars and functioning robots. Nothing like self replicating nanomachines and galactic travel. The United States is still under a dictatorial regime where political freedom is none existent. The common folk still live out their lives, or try to at least, like before the disaster. People are still allowed to voice their opinion but large crowd gatherings strictly watched and any kind of political demonstration, no matter what it supports, is illegal.
I'm hoping on getting maybe four or five people on board before we start but any number will do. Anything larger and I'll have to get a co-GM.
And that's everything I have so far. I have an idea on where I want this rp to move but nothing solid yet. I'm open to new ideas. Once I get a couple of people interested in this, I'll add more to it and start and official OCC.
Metronome said
Who the TI-32 gang deals with:They occasionally guns from Flint, but prefer to get them if they can. (read: stolen)They through John and a few other local suppliers, but a lot of their stuff comes from Mexico. Kristy may drug run for them occasionally.Anyone else not mentioned is either not in the character , with another gang, or unrelated to gang activity.
Guess John's either gonna get shanghia'd into your gang or he'll go to war with your Mexican suppliers.
"We're also out of a couple of other stuff I need to make my next batch of 'blast'. I'm going out to buy some groceries." John said as he dropped his empty mug in the sink already half full with dirty dishes. He then took a pack of smokes from his pocket and took a stick out. He held place it on his lips and lighted it. John took a deep breathe of the tobacco smoke and after a few seconds, let it out through his nostrils.
"By the way Ray, some kids are having some kind of party at northside, at the "clean" part of the city. Some rich kid's been posting about some big rave over at his house. Seems like a good place to sell some acid. I've already made some yesterday when I've heard about it. I need you to go over over there and sell some of our stuff, if you're up for it. I kid I know there should let you in if you want to. You can take the car if you want to, I'm going for a walk."
John didn't wait for Raymond's response as he headed for the leaving room to grab his blue, cotton jacket and his navy blue cap. He grabbed a gun from underneath a table and headed out, gently closing the door behind him. He kept his cap low and his hood on. He had his pistol placed in his pants, tightly squeezed between his back and his pants.
'Lithium batteries, cold pills, salt and beer.' John kept repeating in his brain as he walked down the street.
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