Tyler

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

@Tyler I'm going to say yes, I had never thought of it before but since the OP states that they're meant to function like a hero costume. I feel that we can safely say yes they have comms set up for the team.

@Wade Wilson Lord Allen J?

EDIT: This is a visual example of the Research Base



Obviously you can ignore the trees due to location being in Antarctica.

@Lord Wraith

Good. Because I have a sneaking suspicion Freddie is gonna get his ass kicked, and need to call out for back-up.

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

@Lord Wraith
Do the team have any method of contact built into their suits, to allow them to communicate across the ARC?

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

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NPCs are away so characters don't get completely stuck or not know what to do next, it's filler in case the rp slows down. Also Jake and Mars are different in some ways, Jake's more of the insulting one. Also I find it bland if all characters have to have likable personalities.

@Weird Tales

I didn't suggest that Mars being unlikeable was a bad thing. S'tann is largely unlikeable and yet he is among my favourite characters; likewise Amethyst.

Regarding use of NPCs: of course they can be used in that kind of situation. But having your character surgically attached to an NPC for emergency writing shortages seems like a lazy way to handle difficult situations; plus, it's clunky and means there's this omnipresent meathead whom nobody quite knows what to do with. You might as well just make a separate character entirely if you were to do that.

However, I would personally suggest you not underestimate the value of giving your characters some alone-time. It lets you explore a side of them that they would ordinarily not express when around others.

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

Well.

All-Star is going to lose. Calling it now.

@FacePunch

I'm not sure. The teams seem rather well-balanced to me. But I think thematically it would be better for the 'villains' to win (even though they aren't actually evil), as it implies that our heroes still have a lot of work to do, which in my opinion is just a more interesting position to be in.

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

@Lord Wraith

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What's wrong with Mars and Jake's dialogue? It's not too often you get a jock bromance in an rp lol

@Weird Tales

If you cover up their names, it's essentially one character talking to himself. There is no distinction between the two; they both embody all the same traits that make Mars dislikable. Except now there's two of him. Bonding primarily with an NPC just seems kind of counterproductive to me as roleplay is collaborative storytelling: the whole point is to interact with other people and their character.

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

I was initially weary of the ARC session, but now I know that I'll be free of Mars-Jake dialogue for a while it seems rather appealing.

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

Freddie Blackwell

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Back in his dorm room, a cruel flick of Freddie's wrist sent a barrage of crimson splashing across the white surface; staining it with silent rage. The floor and furniture around him was draped in white sheets, catching the collateral splashings of paint as the boy followed up with similar attacks of blue, black and purple. More red.

He breathed heavily, the violent hammering of Björk's 'Pluto' raging through its sixth or seventh play since Freddie had returned to his room. The Icelandic songstress was one of his favourite artists and, though she hadn't released any work in more than ten years, he held hope that she would return from retirement so that he might one day see her in concert. Her music didn't bring him comfort, per se, but it helped him to determine how he felt; so tempestuous were his moods that often they were difficult to pinpoint, and emotive music usually helped to bring cast aside the chaotic fogs that shrouded them.

He withdrew several long nails from a drawer, and drove them into the canvas in hectic arrangements, bending them with pliers and twisting sharp wire around their curves; stringing the imposing barbs like decorative garlands over his raw expression. The song finished, and swiftly began again: "Excuse me, but I just have to explode..." He dipped the paintbrush into a shade of toxic green.

***

The room sat in relative silence now; the only sounds the gentle tinkling of paintbrushes rattling against their glass jar as Freddie packed away his supplies. He sighed heavily; the painting process was intentionally exhausting, as much as physical exercise as a mental or emotional one. Several thick strands of his previously immaculate styling now hung loosely over his face, which shimmered faintly in exertion. He closed the drawer with a gentle firmness, and stashed the canvas beneath his bed to dry away from the prying eyes of his roommate. His breath steadied.

Sat atop his neatly-made bed, Freddie considered showering; layers of paint had accumulated on his hands and arms, managing to find their way up beneath his nails in a thick crust of dried pigment. Wondering how much time he had until his next lesson, he leant over and checked the clock on his phone. He'd missed a text from Mari.

Mariand'r Grayson
"Hey Freddie, don't u dare fuckin ditch me 4 ARC"

"Fuck!", he exclaimed aloud. He'd forgotten they even had the ARC session today, nevermind that it was so soon: due to start in two minutes, according to the time displayed tauntingly on his phone screen. He scrambled to pull on his boots, knowing that he would not need to take any belonging with him for the activity. He was not particularly excited for the session: he hated Coach Stewart almost as much as Coach Stewart hated him. He was also among the less athletic portion of the student body, and often worried of making a fool of himself in physical activities such as this.

Alas, if the message from Student Services that had accompanied Mari's text was anything to go by, it seemed his behaviour in Theatre Studies had unsurprisingly landed him in some trouble. He knew better than to piss off two members of staff in one day; but more importantly, he knew better than to piss off Coach Stewart. And he was already going to be late. Begrudgingly, he pulled his lace tight with a scowl, and set off out the door.

***

When he arrived, Coach Stewart was already in the middle of addressing the gathered students. Freddie, now clad in one of the compulsory costumes students were required to wear in the ARC, did his best to enter as stealthily as possible, silently sliding into the lobby area and joining the back of the group. He noticed Mari and Andy stood together and shot them a sheepish glance before breaking eye contact. Blushing slightly, he realised that he might have made a bit of a fool of himself in Theatre Studies.

He just hoped Coach Stewart wouldn't spot him arriving late and continue the humiliation into his second semester of the day.

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

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Can't even bother to read a sheet correctly for the sake of a joke.

@Lord Wraith

I saw he was Canadian. Need I know anything else?

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

| NAME: |

Aiden Gabriel Roth

| ALIAS: |

~None~

| AGE: |

18

| ABILITIES/SKILLS/EQUIPMENT: |

//ABILITIES:

Aiden has the ability to create and project thermal energy from his eyes. This thermal energy can be ejected from the eyes in one of two ways, as concussive blasts or as a powerful continuous beam.

When fired as a concussive blast, Aiden can either fire these blasts singularly or in rapid succession. The size and speed can all be controlled, with Aiden gaining more skill with his abilities each year. The temperature of his ability is variable with the hottest temperature reaching 1510 degrees Celsius (2750°F) which is even capable melting through solid steel. While Aiden can't force his ability burn any hotter than the above number, extended exposure would eventually raise the temperature of the target higher than the above numbers.

Like the temperature, Aiden controls the force behind each concussive blast. He can simply radiate heat from his eyes or, Aiden can put up to enough force to easily lift an object over five tonnes into the air, as maximum Aiden has even managed to offset a thrown car. That said, due to the strain Aiden can't keep consistently manage that much force. Likewise as with anything, the width and diameter of Aiden's blasts and beams have an effect, a focused narrow beam is more likely to cut through a target where as a wide blast will push back or knock down a target. As with the temperature and pressure, Aiden can control the size of his beams whether they're small precision blasts or wide, large blast for a maximum area of effect. While Aiden's optic blasts can be fired anywhere within his vision's range, the solid beams can actually be bent and curved by his own will as opposed to reflecting and refracting off of mirrored surfaces. To this extent, Aiden can literally chase a target with his optic beams as long as they are within eye sight.

Due to the heat and force behind his vision powers, Aiden has slightly improved durability primarily in heat resistance. Additionally his balance is enhanced in order to be able to stand against his own concussive force.

//APPLICATIONS:

Aiden's optical powers have a wide variety of uses outside of the obvious combat ones. For instance, a low heat beam can be used to help bring of the body heat of a teammate on the verge of hypothermia. Likewise, his abilities could also be used as a signal flare or to start a fire.

A blast or beam with a very low to no heat level could be used to push a teammate who's out of arm's' reach in the case they were in danger or didn't see an incoming threat. A focused high heat beam could be used to cut with surgical precision if given training, further more it would also cauterize the wound. High level heat beams can also be used to weld or cut through metal and other materials. Wide beams can be used for a maximum range of effect, such as evaporating snow, ice or even water.​

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| LIMITATIONS AND WEAKNESSES: |

//LIMITATIONS:

While powerful, Aiden has several notable limitation that come with his abilities. First and foremost, his energy levels are not finite and overuse will leave Aiden complete drained, possibly even unconscious. In order to recharge his optic powers, Aiden requires rest and sustenance. Abuse requires substantially longer to recover from.

Furthermore, despite being resistant to the heat produced by his own abilities, Aiden can't handle the heat from his optic blast if he were to completely drain it at maximum temperature in one continuous beam. This would likely leave him with severe burns to his body as well as permanently blinded.​

//WEAKNESSES:

Aiden's abilities tend to hinder his vision while in use, each blast he fires is a moment when the world is completely distort in a burst of brilliant colour, likewise while emitting a beam attack, his vision is almost completely obstructed leaving him open to attacks. This is particularly exploitable when you realize that Aiden's own attacks can be redirected back at him and are completely able to injure him though to a lesser extent than the intended target due to Aiden's resistance.

His attacks are however difficult to reflect but certain mirrored surfaces are capable of doing so, some glass structures too are capable of refracting his attacks and altering their path. Lastly and perhaps most notable, Aiden's body is only a small step above that of a regular human, his skin is no more resistant to knives and gunfire than a Norm making him fairly easy to kill if unprepared and unarmored.​

| SAMPLE POST: |

The smell of dirt overwhelmed Aiden's as his face was forced down into the ground, the taste of grass overpowering his mouth as the small green blades pushed through his lips and in between his teeth. As the weight of the other body got off of him, Aiden pushed himself up with his arms, another student coming over to grab the football as Aiden silently cursed to himself, spitting out the grass from his mouth as he stood up. Blinking back his glowing red eyes, he gave his head a shake in disbelief for the fact he just tried to outrun a speedster.

"Shouldn't have tried that Roth!" A playful voice yelled as Aiden looked over at voice responsible for tackling him.

"I dare you to get the ball next Zippy, I'll knock you on your ass from halfway across the field." Aiden laughed as he returned to his team's line up. Meta-ball was one of his favourite past times at Corrigan, it was football but with powers. Naturally that made for a much more interesting game.

"Roth get in here!" Bruce, Aiden's team's quarterback ordered. Like Aiden, he was able to manipulate energy, however his abilities were quite different as he was able to charge the potential energy in an object, releasing it in a large kinetic burst. It made him ideal for a Hail-Mary play. "Alright so here's the plan, Zippy over there has the ground covered so we need to somehow get past him if we want to win this game. This is our final down and we can't afford to blow it."

"Why don't you run the ball? Charge your own potential energy and launch across the field?" Aiden suggested as the other teammates murmured their agreement.

"Alright, I'll try it, but I'm counting on you to blast that speedster Roth. Everyone else, stick with your man. We've got this! Break!" Bruce yelled as the team turned around and ran to the line. Within seconds, the ball had snapped and the two teams were clashing until suddenly Bruce went barreling through, his explosion of energy propelling him almost as fast as Zippy could move. Running as fast he could, Aiden tried not to fall behind, and suddenly felt a 'WHOOSH' as Zippy passed him. Narrowing his eyes, Aiden slid to a stop and let loose a crimson concussive blast. As he narrowly missed, Aiden let out a curse as Zippy closed in on Bruce. Breathing in deeply, Aiden focused and instead of Zippy aimed at Bruce as he suddenly dropped to his knees and aimed upwards, unleashing a beam of energy from his eyes. A cry arose from both of the players as Zippy tackled Bruce just as the beam collided with them, raising both into the air as they continued to fly forward. With a thud, they suddenly dropped to the ground as Aiden stood and cheered. Rubbing his head as he too stood up, Bruce suddenly slammed the ball to the ground and joined in with Aiden's cheering as the team followed suit. Aiden's quick thinking had boosted Bruce into the endzone allowing the team their winning touch down.

"Told you I'd blast you Zippy!" Aiden called as the other teen shook his head and smiled.

"Good game Hotshot, we'll get you next time."

Scoffing, Aiden laughed as he turned back to the Speedster. "Don't count on it." He said with a wink as he headed towards the mess hall, a celebratory slice of pie was in order.​

| NOTES: |

• Proudly Canadian, having been born and raised in Toronto, Ontario.
• Has trouble getting close to people, afraid they're just going to leave.
• To a degree has difficulty with the opposite sex due to a fear of incinerating them if he were aroused. As such, Aiden is relatively chaste.
• Despite all of the above, Aiden is outgoing and enjoys being sociable especially when it comes to sports. Aiden enjoys football/meta-ball above all others though, second to that is naturally hockey.
• His favourite teams are the Calgary Stampeders and the Calgary Flames, despite having never actually been to Alberta, let alone Calgary.
• Hands down his favourite food is anything off a barbeque, whether a burger, pizza, steak or pork chop. As long as it has been cooked on a grill, he's going to enjoy it. For dessert however, he has a soft spot for pie, particularly Key Lime.
• Not a big fan of video games as he claims they make his eyes hurt.
• He loves rock music with his favourite band being Thousand Foot Krutch, although he has a guilty pleasure for Taylor Swift.
• Despite his aspirations to be a Teen Titan, Aiden is attracted to the idea of teaching and would love to one day work at Corrigan
• Visual Reference

@Lord Wraith

Andy is a great character and I'm sure he'd be perfect for another RP, but unfortunately he just isn't edgy enough for this world I've created.