thewizardguy

The War of the Three

@TheWindel
Wolverine. Because there's a chance, however small, that you can escape. Against Vader, you're just screwed.

Epic City: Starburst

Guilt //

With a flick of her wrist, Guilt summoned a pocketwatch into her hand. Two hours, thirteen minutes. That was how long it had taken her just to find her way back to Epic City. Damn the Island for dumping her in that wasteland. If she'd known the direction to go in she could have made the trip in a matter of minutes, and now she'd already wasted so much time.

Guilt was perched on the edge of a skyscraper, a monolithic building of steel and glass. Anywhere else in the world such a building would be pockmarked with holes and covered in vines, but the High kept things in shape here. Just another reminder of the depraved luxury these people lived in. Habitually she scanned the streets below, but for once crime wasn't on her mind. Even with all that extra time to think she still had no idea what threat was approaching, or if the Island was just f*cking with her. No, the Island was not known for being capricious. It wouldn't be in character for him to do something like that. But even so.... now that she'd actually made it to the city, what could she do? How could she prepare for something, when she didn't even know what it was?

Sighing, Guilt put her head in her hand. How come in this city of luxury she was the only one this exhausted? Not that she would dream of partaking in such decadence, but it would be nice for things to slow down a little bit every now and then. Just so she could get ready for the next day.

[You know what he said, right?]

A girl sat next to Guilt, feet dangling over the edge. She wore a white t-shirt with the logo of a forgotten band on it, coupled with a light blue skirt. Her face was frustratingly familiar. Of course, Guilt knew they weren't a real person. They didn't have a 'distortion field', and physical objects moved through them like they weren't even there. Which they weren't. But even knowing that Guilt had to keep reminding herself. It was certainly an illusion befitting of the High.

[He said you'd survive, if you stopped being Guilt. If you turned into Maya again.]

Nothing moved for a while. Claire was a constant presence in her life now, and had been for the last 36 hours, approximately. Sighing, Guilt tried to ignore this constant pest. She had to think of a plan, and this waste of mental space wasn't helping in the slightest. To stop being Guilt... what a stupid idea. She might as well decide to stop needing this gas mask, or to stop being covered in scars. Guilt was her now. After everything else had been worn away, Guilt was what was left. To try and deny that, to try and be something else, was just an exercise in futility.

After a period of blessed silence, the illusion spoke up again.

[This isn't something you can deal with alone.]

Again with the pointless words. There was nobody left. Everyone on Guilt's side was already dead.

[That's not true. You know that.]

Silently, Guilt looked to the side. It was true that not everyone in this city seemed hostile to her. And, with no idea what was even going to happen, there wasn't really anything else she could do right now. But still, to look for help? Surely she could solve this herself. The heroes of this city were weak and inexperienced, used to a world where you had a choice in when to fight. Where you could go to sleep safe in the knowledge that you would wake up in the morning.

No. Guilt stood up, having finally come to a decision. She wasn't going to ask for help, but she was also supposed to be a hero. Even if she hated the luxury these people lived in, hated their ignorance to their own privileged lives, she had no intention of watching it go to hell. Even if she hated it, this place was the safest place on Earth. One last place for humans to prosper. To ignore these people, to leave them up to their fate, would make her no better than the monsters outside. She would deliver a warning to the people of this city, and allow them to prepare for themselves.

Vanishing, Guilt moved to retrieve the supplies she would need.

---

About an hour later, neon signs had been placed in various locations throughout the city. Each was brightly lit up, and would remain that way for 24 hours. They read "Trickster, meet me where we spoke last." Each was signed with the letter 'G'. A meaningless message to most, but her intended target would know what it meant.

Of course, Guilt wasn't one to make the same mistake twice. With her powers she had carved a series of letters into the wall of a building, before removing them a minute laters. "I'll remove them in 24 hours". She had no intention of pissing off the Island twice in a row. She doubted he would be any friendlier the second time around, and had no intention of testing her suspicions.

She would wait at the train station, hidden on a nearby rooftop. It was uncertain whether Traveller would actually show up, but this was her best bet at attracting the woman's attention. Admittedly, Guilt wasn't very good at the 'people' thing, resorting to such strange measures when most would have just asked around. As Clair was more than happy to remind her. But, she argued to herself, there weren't exactly many people left to hone her skills with, after all. When all you have is a hammer, every problem looks like a nail. The same kind of thing applied to her powers, more or less.

Shadow Falls Summer Camp for Wayward Juveniles* - Discontinued

@candlelitcraft
Ah, sorry, got em mixed up

Shadow Falls Summer Camp for Wayward Juveniles* - Discontinued

Name: Karizawa Miyu
Age (13-18): 14
Gender identification and pronouns: female, she
Species of supernatural: Raihou
Appearance:

Clothing style:
Basic personality traits: Impulsive, arrogant, easygoing, rebellious, friendly.
Basic family life:
Her earliest memories are of drifting on a cloud over the atlantic ocean. While she has met her mother on occasion she has no idea who her father is. While she has siblings she has only heard of them by name from her mother, as they are scattered across the globe.
Basic hobbies: Flying, fighting, and making fun in whatever appropriate way. Enjoys shopping, chatting, and teasing other people.
Cabin number: 2
Any extra information:

The War of the Three

Godmodding is a trigger word with extreme negative connotations. Regardless of the context of your sentence the use of the word in and of itself has people cautious. Exactly because it's the kind of thing that usually causes hissy fits.

Or at least, that's what I think.

Epic City: Starburst

I'm not sure if this at all fits with the world or character, but for some reason I want to see Finch approached by an advertising company. Like, they want to add some 'edginess' to their brand, so they want a supervillain to advertise for them. And of course they'd pay quite well, but they'd require Finch to praise Pepsi in public or something like that.

I dunno, this image just popped into my brain and it amused me ^-^

Epic City: Starburst

Or you could find someone who likes to wear glasses <(;..;)>

Epic City: Starburst

@Flamelord
You could try and kidnap a locally famous normy, hold them for ransom.

HCL: Multiverse Roleplay

~ Hell's Coffee Lounge ~

The Premise

All in all, one could say that reality is made up of 10.000 Universes. Each of these vast universes may contain hundreds of inhabited worlds. As such even a single universe is filled with immense variety, but when one crosses the barrier between universes very strange things can happen. And in all these universes hide great and terrible evils, forces to be shunned and fought.

Every player within this roleplay is a being capable of travelling between worlds. They might be an angel, born from the light of a powerful deity in a world shrouded in eternal darkness. Or perhaps they're a criminal, who discovered their innate ability to travel between worlds when running from the police. Or maybe they're an alien creature, whom's mind and motives cannot be comprehended by mere mortals. Within this vast multiverse, anything is possible.

Of course, the Coffee Lounge itself will be the start of this unlikely adventure.

Hell's Coffee Lounge

One of the 10.000 universes is the Realm of Chaos, a place of formless energy drifting and shifting according the mildest whim of man. In this realm dwell the dreams and nightmares of mortal beings, which give form to the formless chaos of this place. Vast and ever-changing scenes are played out here. Great heroes emerge from nothing to confront beasts of flame and darkness, who dissipate to be replaced by twisting visions of far-off lands and clouds of liquid flames. None can truly survive in such an environment, where the rules of reality do not remain constant, and yet some believe that all 10.000 realms were born from this primeval place.

Within the Realm of Chaos exists a being known as the Mad God. Or, to his 'friends', Bob. This being was born from the Realm of Chaos, and has made this place it's home. And using it's considerable power it formed the chaos into a stable form, at least within it's own little home. Here his magic forms a coffee lounge, a place of impossible dimensions and impossible drinks. A place for the riffraff of the multiverse to drink to hope and despair.

Of course, the club is a high-class affair. Admittance is invitation only, and those who seek entrance without the permission of the patron will soon discover just how one brews a cup of liquid agony. But Bob is a fickle creature, and often hands out invitations to anyone and anything it considers to be 'interesting'. Occasionally one's sole invitation to the multiverse as a whole is for a mysterious letter to appear, inviting them to Hell's Coffee Lounge. Such a letter rarely gives the recipient much in the way of choice, as they are dragged into the coffee lounge once they have read it.

Themes and Stories

High fantasy, adventure, exploration and action. In this rp I intend for players to be able to define their own characters, but also the worlds those characters come from if they so wish. While the rp will start in the titular coffee lounge players will be encouraged to go on a variety of adventures across the different realms, confronting strange and powerful foes. Mysteries will be solved, countries will be saved, choices will be made. And, of course, villains will be defeated.

While this rp is intended to be fairly lighthearted, dark themes may be explored if such is appropriate for the character. While one world may be black and white, another might be a grimy dystopia or a twisted wonderland.

Characters

Any number of strange character concepts are allowed. As stated above the Realms contain virtually unlimited variety. Most players will be expected to be superhuman in one way or another, and I will accept a significant variance in power between characters, but godlike beings are not allowed. No annihilating entire continents with your mind or anything silly like that. If what you can do would not feel out of place in DBZ, then your character is probably too powerful.

Character sheet below!

character sheet

[b]Name(s):[/b]
[b]Species:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b] pictures are preferred, but not required
[b]Abilities:[/b] both supernatural abilities and important skills
[b]Weaknesses:[/b] objects that weaken you, situations that weaken your abilities, or serious character flaws.
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]History:[/b]
[b]Notes:[/b]

Shadow Falls Summer Camp for Wayward Juveniles* - Discontinued

Welcome to the forums!

And this has piqued my interest, although for future rps you may want to go for an Interest Check first. I'll post a character in a little while.