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Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

@Indy Cooper you know, you're gal in in the New York area right, I think. Anyways it's likely the USH guys have also teamed up with Sewer Gator as he kinda runs around getting into trouble. Maybe one day she can team up with the overly excitable hero.

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Alaskan Federation @Andronicus23

North listened, keeping his flask of ale nearby on the table as he gently stroked his beard at the mention of a possible accord. "I see. I know not who the NCR are as a people, but from the rumors they do seem the type to roll over others for land; said rumors have not painted either of your nations in a favorable light. But I do not take stock in rumors generated by the disgruntled masses."

Uncapping his flask he quickly gulped down a swig and returned it to the table. "Though from what I can tell, your culture is one based off the old Romans, even openly practicing Slavery. I will not judge you as I believe to judge a nation means one is ready to act upon their judgement. You say your Caesar was wiling to come to terms, what would those have entailed should this convention gone as planned?" North inquired wondering just how much of the warmongering Legion the rumors told held true.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Character you have created: Sinclair Adams

Alias: Hound Dog

Speech Color This color, yellow?

Character Alignment: Hero

Identity: Public

Character Personality: He’s a man who can’t leave someone alone when they are in need, even when he lacked the use of his legs and had limited arm movement he still tried to stand up to bullies when someone called. He watched Happy Days as a child and tried to model himself after Arthur Fonzarelli or Fonzie, noting that he was worried he’d become like his drunken mother who abused him and his father always belittling him for his many failures. He’s protective of the weak, a defender who prioritizes the people over fame or money though he does make public appearances to discuss current metahuman issues. To put people at ease, he adopts a theme as a rockabilly speaking and dressing in their style, something to distract others from the troubles and to better identify how he wants to present himself as laid back and in control.

Uniform/costume: He dresses in leather jackets and jeans, and has no spandex like costume nor mask. He wants to be open and honest with a welcoming smile.

Outfit

Origin Info/Details: Born of italian descent to Bianca and Dario Adams he was raised in Pacific Point and grew up rather normally until one day at the age of seven he visited his father’s work. He had been warned not to play around the docks were no place for a child but they lived close enough that he’d wander over, the accident that paralyzed him was also the fault of his father, although the report said faulty gears on the forklift Dario never forgave himself, and felt there was something anything he could do to prevent it. A fact Bianca constantly reminds him of and one she never forgave him for; slipping into alcohol under the pressure of raising a paraplegic for a son. She always felt she could have married better, a richer man.

As the tensions in the house slowly boiled over Adam hunkered down into his books, and old TV shows. He learned, and while he was bright he dedicated his young life to science, medicine and theoretical physics. Hoping that he’ll become good enough to make up for his parents mistakes, that he’ll save lives and heal the rift between them.

All through school he tried to be the good guy, the one who diffused conflict despite being wheelchair bound, all that changed in the last year of high school when domes covered cities and gave people powers. It took him a while before he could apply his powers to himself but thanks to his bookworm past he could theorize many practical applications.

Hero Type (Select one): Elemental Electricity Generation/Manipulation

Power Level (Select one below):
C. World Level (Ex. Flash, Superman)

Powers (Be Specific): Electricity Generation/Manipulation

Able to produce nuclear reactor levels of electricity there is little chance he will ever be drained dry he is by far the electrical user with the most potential output allowing him to defy gravity and even lift objects from the water through electromagnetism.

He can produce a barrier that deflects physical objects as long as they can be conductive even if only slightly.

Shoot lighting bolts, and reduce the speed of his falls using electromagnetism to create a negative charge upon himself and save himself from lethal falls. And even discharging electrical pulses. That are more like orbs of lighting.

He even has incredible speed, zipping over telephone wires, or water any surface with electricity he can propel himself over increasing his speed upwards towards 300mph however aim and his own body begin to feel the stress aim is gone and if he felt pain so too would his nerves. That seems a little fast, I may reduce it, or just try to avoid using those speeds.

Enhanced vision. Being able to see the electromagnetic spectrum he can discern people’s internal nerve signals, how fast a heart beats, how a person lies and sometimes see the difference between those who are unnatural aka those who are powered or not normal.

His most famous skill is a railgun, propelling an object at mach speeds, even faster than mach 7 absolutely smashing the object into the target. He charges his arms separately creating different polarities and using the length of his arm to launch the object often a disk.

Since he cannot feel pain he also is unaffected by muscle fatigue and injuries. Although he will definitely need to see a doctor if he is shot or otherwise injured.

Unknown to Hound Dog he has a minor regenerative ability, cuts and minor wounds heal within hours further complicating things as he cannot tell if he has been injured. However he could apply his powers to more serious wounds if he was aware he could accelerate his healing through electrical stimulation. Maybe even repair his nerves.

Attributes (Select one at each category):
Height:
Weight: 167lb
Strength Level: Normal Human
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Normal Human, 30
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Normal Human, 2
Agility: Normal Human, 5X,
Intelligence:Genius
Fighting Skill:Highly Trained in a few years maybe he’ll master them.
Resources:Average while he does make money from his TV appearances, he donates quite a lot he doesn’t use or save. And since he doesn’t have a car he puts all his cash to savings for his College fund.

Weaknesses: He is not immune to his own powers, not yet. While his body is adapting to the voltage he outputs, the sheer potential he possess is more than his tolerance can handle. If he’s not careful he could completely fry whatever nerves he has left and turn his body to ash. Something that he is already beginning to notice. He is also unable to aim when he travels great speeds, though he can defend against some physical objects heat and drowning or many things can kill him. His barrier is activated by will and if he’s not quick or if he’s careless bullets will kill him.

His tolerance to his powers severely limits how much he can produce, while he is still more powerful than most electro masters his ability to draw from his pool is far more harmful to himself than others as the more he pulls the more his body begins to char. He theorizes that at the current timeframe and the graphs he’s made he’s unlikely to bear his true powers for decades.

His inability to feel pain is also dangerous, infections can sprout up more easily and if he’s not checking his body often minor wounds go unnoticed even broken bones can sustain further damage

Supporting Characters: Mother Bianca Adams and Father Dario Adams

Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?: No? Yes? Who told you!!

Sample Post (Minimum Four paragraphs containing dialogue. As this is an Advanced Level game, Sample must also meet the RPG forum's minimum requirement of 12 lines. Only for first time applicants.)

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Alaskan Federation - Victoria Bearhorn - Far West Meeting @Fisheye

"Much, eugk. Thanks." Victoria jumbled through as her overwhelming taste for booze had likely left a poor mark on her first contact diplomatically. "This a meeting of peace right? I prefer war it is where I belong, sweat on my brow blood on my blade. It is where I am fated to be. North wants peace, neutrality at worst. He is the leader of our delegation a strong man! Slayed my father and put him to rest. I swore to uphold the agreement between my faction and his." Victoria sat leaned over to her right side as she slung a metal limb onto the table.

"Had to check my good arm in with security. You believe it! Had all my good fingers on it. So what's all this, what kinda people are gathered here? Me I govern the largest swath of land in Alaska, many raiders offer me tribute and citizens prosper under my rule. I may be young, but Clan Bearhorn is the second largest raider guild in our state. Enemies die at our hands, and infrastructure rises with our gold."

North Ashland - Morning meeting @Andronicus23

As North stepped through the doors to the conference hall once more, he was greeted with few delegates maybe he was tired, or maybe only the Legion had yet to arrive; either way it was good. He wanted a moment with them, to understand their direction and see why this new war has come to pass.

"You are Titus Crassus correct? I am North Ashland of the Alaskan Federation, I wish to understand your current predicament after being thrust into this war by the NCR. I know little of local affairs, Alaska is isolated."

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Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Science meets Conscious

Briley’s phone buzzed, Home.. Getting some Ice Cream then meeting a friend. Gonna discuss some magic things… Briley read the texts from her niece as she pulled up to the Pacific Point facility that had finally finished repairs from the last attack. It was twelve o’clock sharp, and her white car pulled through the security checkpoint easily. Only to be met with the acting supervisor William Phister, a tall man with broad shoulders who looks more like a Gorilla than a human being. “William, repairs have gone well. How are the increased security checkpoints, we spent the money for a new armed staff and automated turrets.”

“A few scientists have forgotten IDs lately, putting security through extra procedures. But that has thus far calmed down, now only one or two employees a week forget their badges. No need yet for a full live test of the new system, but considering the rumors I’m hearing we’ll need them soon. But inside I’ll take you on a tour of what we’ve done.”

“Before you do, I should have another joining me.”

As Hound Dog kept his arm up with his sling he zipped along power poles, speeding through the city at speeds that blurred the skyline. Stopping only to get his bearings he finally reached the outside gate of the facility Briley wanted him to meet her at. The guard still following protocol stopped him as he approached. “Hey there cool cat, Miss Patton invited me for a tour, mind ringing her up.”

The guard said nothing, but rang up Briley’s phone as he was told to expect a guest of her’s. “Yes.”

“Got a guy hear to see you, calls himself Hound Dog, he at least looks the part of the Hero. Rules state, you need to be here to authenticate him. That okay Miss Patton.”

“I shall be there in a moment, William, if you’ll come with me I have someone I’d like you to meet.”

The gate was not far from the parking lot, only a few minutes walk. Hound Dog slowly tapped his foot as he tried to chat up the guard only to silence himself as he saw Briley Patton walk up. “Your guy is stone cold, I swear Lawyers are more chatty than this Clyde. Don’t mind the sling arm still has a bit of healing to do. And that, that is one big man. Sure a Zoo isn’t, you know. Nevermind.”

Briley raised a brow but did not comment on his last remark, “William Phister meet Hound Dog, I was hoping a full tour will convince him to represent us publically as we move to support heroes.”

“You better get any Gorilla jokes out of your system now, but remember. My hand is bigger and stronger than yours. Do it after we shake.” William said. As the trio went inside to see the changes and operations first hand, William stopped short in the entrance hall as a familiar face nearly ran past them.

“Martel, you’re here early! Busy day ahead of you?”

“Me? Oh yes, very busy. Very busy indeed,” Dr. Alexander Martel replied, sounding out of breath as he nearly skidded to a halt. Judging by his appearance, it did look like Martel had been incredibly busy, Briley pondered to herself. His graying hair was uncombed, his hands couldn’t keep still, and judging by the bags under his eyes he hadn’t had a good night’s sleep for some time.

“I understand putting in extra hours, but you do not look well, are you alright?”

“Yes, I’m fine, just...bit shorthanded with this latest project.”

“Yeah, I know how that feels,” William remarked. “We of course had staffing issues when we were trying to set up the new systems. Shame too, I bet Fletcher would have liked to try out the turrets, eh Doc?”

“Ha ha, indeed she would,” Martel responded, sounding like Phister had just diagnosed him with a terminal illness. “Well, I must be going, need to get this installed…”

Hound Dog stepped forward, wondering if it was Poseidon pushing unreasonable timeframes on it’s employees. “You always push your employees this hard?”

“No no, it’s just...wait, Hound Dog?” Martel asked, sounding a bit taken aback. “What is he doing here?”

“Just taking a tour, of our facility,” Briley said. “I’m hoping he’ll agree to stand with key members of the hero community as we announce our goal to support the hero's actions amidst the terrorists these Hound of Humanity.”

“Key members of the hero community…”

“Not doing much for my rep if I stand by and let guys up and steal my nom de guerre.” Hound Dog replied. “Still, deciding though, on representing you guys.” Martel didn’t respond, but kept glancing between Briley and Hound Dog, his expression communicating that the wheels in his head were turning.

Briley nodded, “Try not to overwork yourself Doctor Martel.” just as she and the group began to turn away he spoke.

“Miss Patton, when you have a moment there’s something I need to discuss with you. Perhaps you should come as well,” Martel added in a deeply urgent tone, nodding in Hound Dog’s direction. “I’ll be in my office when you’re free.” Returning to some semblance of his usual demeanor, he turned and purposely strode out of the entrance hall, leaving the small group without so much as an explanation.

The trio stopped and assumed it regarded some project or something he wanted to show them. As William continued showing them through what would normally be restricted areas they would soon come to a break, “Perhaps now is a good time to take an hour lunch, we still have much to see and our cafeteria is also among them. “ William said leading them to lunch.

As they ate Briley thought it would be a good time to see what Doctor Martel wanted, Hound Dog came in tow as he was not so subtly requested, knocking on his door after a good walk through a few corridors Briley spoke. “Doctor Martel, you had something?”

“Yes, please come in,” Martel called out, already sounding much better than he did when the pair of them arrived. When they walked in and closed the door behind them, they found Martel already seated at his desk, his hands folded in front of him as he looked over a small stack of documents, apparently pulled out of the open file cabinets behind him, weighed down by an odd looking paperweight. As the two of them took their seat in front of the desk, Hound Dog found his attention drawn not to the papers but to the object weighing them down, a donut-shaped thing made of glass and metal that looked like it could fit around your wrist. He hadn’t seen a paper weight like that before, but there was still something incredibly familiar about how it glowed purple.

“I’ve, I’ve seen that before. Where.” Hound Dog said pondering, as Briley Patton interrupted.

“A power inhibitor, doing more research into meta containment and control. Powered Villains do pose a greater problem now that STRIKE is no more as of current events.”

“Yes, Miss Patton is correct,” Martel nodded, taking a deep breath before going on. “And I suspect, Hound Dog, that you may have seen someone who used something like these before.”

“Well.” Hound Dog started to say. “I think that Voyager girl had bands, got her color scheme going on too. You aren’t supplying her or something?” Hound Dog said joking.

His joke gave her questions however, “How did you come about them?” She said seriously. Martel, quietly, lifted the device and handed it to Briley along with the top sheet of the stack.

“I built them,” he said simply, waiting for the hammer to fall. “I...have been building them.”

“I see.” Briley said not fully understanding the implications behind his words. “I’m not too familiar with their specifications but there does seem to be modifications added.”

“The principle behind my design and the variants that you’re used to are similar, though I built them specifically to help Voyager control her abilities.” He finished by handing nearly all of the documents in his stack. “To be clear, Miss Patton...Voyager has been operating out of this facility and I have been assisting her.”

“Radical, so you’re her chair man, the tech guy, the hackerman.” Hound Dog joked on as he saw Briley adopt a cold somber expression. “I’ll um, be quiet now.”

“Yes, thank you for that.” Briley took the stack and read through a couple sentences. “This, is not what I was expecting. Not at all. Thankfully we are about to roll out plans for public cooperation with heroes, though we will need to discuss your; privileges moving forward. Why reveal this now though?”

Martel nodded his head in understanding before going on. “The last I heard from Voyager was three days ago, the night of the Hounds uprising.”

“I.” Hound Dog started as Briley silenced him with a quick look.

“Is Voyager missing then?”

“Not just Voyager, I’m afraid,” Martel said somberly. “Jordan Fletcher has been assisting Voyager out of this facility as well. Nobody has heard from her since the night of the Hound attack either, and I fear the two disappearances are related.”

The doctor hung his head over his desk, looking older than he ever did before. “I...I’ve failed to protect my staff, and I’ve failed to protect Riley. I will explain and answer for everything when there is time, but right now those two need to be rescued, and I cannot do it alone.”

“There are things we’ll need to discuss once we see to Voyager’s and Jordan’s rescue,” Briley confirmed as she spoke to Hound Dog. “I know this is not what you were expecting but ca-”

Hound Dog interrupted. “Can I, of course I can. I’m a Hero it’s what I do! And my namesake isn’t just a Elvis reference, no. I am able to see the electromagnetic spectrum, and all those with unusual biochemistry have a slightly different pattern, it’s not like I’ll turn the corner and see Voyager, but I’ll tell when something is off from a normal unpowered person.”

“If it can help, I’ve been rigging some of my test equipment to help locate Voyager’s unique energy signature,” Martel included. “It casts a wide net so I think if we combine that with your abilities it should be able to locate her.”

Briley nodded. “And I too may know someone who can help.”

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I think everyone currently waiting on a response from someone should shelve the current plot and get back to it later once everyone is available. So we can keep things moving. I'm pulling my second Delegate Victoria Bearhorn into the present timeline so when I post she and North will enter. Hopefully coming tonight. I have another colab in a different RP starting up soon so we'll see.

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@Ayazi I saw your Heroes of Beacon and forgot you were in another RP, was thinking that's an odd name for a Nation. But okay.

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@Ayazi I don't think anyone is RPing the Institute or anything in Canada. There's probably a few spots of land you can claim in the states. Though I'm not sure if the Institute is in a good situation right now. Someone may have casually mentioned them.

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@Ayazi Yeah I think a majority of our sheets are still on the last Interest Check thread. I reminded everyone but I guess there's still some missing.