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HDC as Superheroes!
I figure I'll bring this up once faithful ol' Ferretchucker gets finished with Corpse In Orbit. I figure I'll pick up the site's running story again, this time: Superheroes. I'll weave the best story I can from your comments on how you'd like yourself to be depicted.
Civilian Name*: Hero Alias*: Status (Good, Bad, Civilian)*: Abilities*: Personality: Costume: *The important ones, though they aren't completely necessary. So let me know if you'd like to be included and put it in the information. Thanks. |
Civilian Name: Dante Dyson
Hero Alias: The Shadow Status (Good, Bad, Civilian): Neutral. Abilities: Superhuman Strength, agile , can shape-shift into demon form, and then all of his abilities magnify X 10, also when that happens, his hands become fire covered gauntlets, he can also spit out fire, but never does anything extremely horrid. Personality: Is obsessed with music, movies, and is a walking encyclopedia, genius level IQ, hates social interaction and huge crowds, so he keeps to himself most of the time. Also, he's one of the best violinist in the world, and composes in his spare time, known as a man not to fuck with, Extremely shy, even around family members. Loves surfing the internet for new information. Loves reading music. Costume: Mask, Dark Blue leather trenchcoat, black steel-boot combat boots, has metallic silver hair, black pants blue/ green eyes, but when he's in demon form, they are white. I would like to be included, thanks. :) Is that better? |
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Oh, I am so in on this one...give me a bit to come up with myself though :cool:
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Civilian Name: James Macky (Mac to his friends)
Hero Alias: Red Dynamo Status (Good, Bad, Civilian): Bad Abilities: Electrical manipulation. Can fire electric bolts and form an electric shield around himself and others in close proximity for protection. Also jack into and use electrical devices on touch. He uses two short swords as weapons of choice which can be charged during use. Personality: Fiercely loyal to those he considers friends and allies (which are few in number) and suspicious of others. Suffered a troubled childhood, despite being intelligent and dilligent struggled with the authority figures in school. Fended for himself since age of 15 after a family tragedy and developed a severe mistrust for all authority. Costume: Dark red suit with silver lightening bolts on the side. Silver face mask covering nose and mouth, metal gauntlets and boots. |
Civilian Name*:Charles Robert Redcock
Hero Alias*: Haystack Status (Good, Bad, Civilian)*:Civilian Abilities*:Machanical engineer, designer and creater of new armaments and vehicles, secret facility under his family farm. Corn farmer and brewer of corn liquor. Personality:Often finishes projects late, but only items of the highest quality are produced. Is also known to crash a keg party, and often does. Costume: Greasy dirty machanics jumpsuit. Weapon: Anything he can aim, swing or throw. |
Civilian Name*:Eric Westward
Hero Alias*:Volpone Status (Good, Bad, Civilian)*:Good Abilities*: Iron Man meets the Green Arrow. Inventor and technopath posing as heir to a newspaper dynasty, Retains mental control over several robotic vigilantes dressed in the style of seventeenth century swashbucklers and wearing metallic fox masks. He sees through their eyes and via telepathic cues can speak through their mouths. Each one calls himself Volpone, so the populace is convinced they are a single hero operating from the shadows. All are equipped with automatic pistols with various custom rounds of ammunition (incendiary, freezing, explosive), electrified rapier tasers and smokebombs and each possesses physical strength and agility outside the range of normal humans. Only one may be controlled at a time. Personality:Very outgoing and witty but somewhat arch and snotty to those who donīt know him. Very awkward around women. Think a kind of geeky intellectual Oliver Queen. Costume:Volpones are all dressed in red cloaks and cavalier gear with swashbuckler hats and red fox masks. Eric himself occasionally dons the costume to throw people off the trail of the truth and compensates via gadgetry for his normal human physical abilities. |
Civilian Name: David Artaud
Hero Alias: Momus Status: Good as Artaud, Evil as Momus Abilities*: Momus has impeccable powers of persuasion. It is unknown whether the source of his power stems from the supernatural or simply from an unrivaled understanding of the human psyche, but whatever the case may be, he can implant thoughts and impulses into the minds of others at will. His powers over the human mind do not end there. He can awaken others to the true nature of their being...an experience that none can walk away from unscarred. The effects of this power have varying results...at best, a violent madness ensues. At worst, the victim experiences a total loss of self – the complete destruction of the psyche. While his powers do manifest in both sides of his personality, Artaud is entirely unaware of his gifts. Personality: Artaud: A truly tortured soul. He suffers from severe mental disorders: though he can survive in regular society, he is in a constant struggle with his inner self. His thoughts tear him apart...though he yearns desperately to be “normal”, his brain ceaselessly rages with thoughts of pain, death and – above all – a crippling fear of finally losing all grip on reality. It is as though his own mind is constantly mocking him. Despite all of this, he tries his best to remain an upstanding member of society, and – in his own way – fights against injustice whenever possible. Momus: The outward embodiment of everything dark about human nature. A being of pure impulse...violent, manipulative, selfish and cruel. For the most part, Artaud is unaware of his activities as Momus – for these are the times that his mind truly takes control of him. He only has the most rudimentary and base recollections of this second life; he wakes up confused, and the missing hours seem like little more than a dream... ---------- I'll leave the rest for you...I feel like I've gone a bit overboard already, haha. |
Sounds good so far, everyone. Though I think I may have to tone Dante's character down a bit. I'll do one for myself.
Civilian Name*: Wayne Lucas Hero Alias*: Blur Status (Good, Bad, Civilian)*: Good Abilities*: Reflexes, Speed, Strength (Not superhuman strength, just "lifts a lot of weights" strength) Personality: The smartass hero with a quick wit. 18 years old. He seems to be completely happy when in public. But when he's in civilian mode he seems very sad and is nearly a shut-in. He feels lonely and life seems to move much slower for him. He lives in a small apartment by himself. Costume: Street Clothes. He doesn't care if people see him, though that rarely occurs. He still keeps his name secret. |
Characters so far.
GOOD Blur aka Wayne Lucas Volpone aka Eric Westward BAD Momus* Red Dynamo aka James Macky CIVILIAN Haystack aka Charles Robert Redcock David Artaud* ??? Dante Dyson aka The Shadow *=Same person Keep the characters coming! |
Civilian Name: Rikki Lee
Hero Alias: The Dier Status : Neutral (though does his best to be good) Abilities: Not so much of an ability as a curse, the Diers soul must find a new body every ten days. Once he inhabits a body, it is slated to die within ten days. The previous soul will be forced into the previous body to its doom. If the Dier does not choose his own body, his soul will immediately inhabit the closest humanoid body to him without choice, forcing the persons soul in it to its doom Personality: Lonely and withdrawn, the Dier has been known to help out with good causes when he can. He must be very careful of his clock, though, and prefers to keep company with those terminally ill or whom he views as deserving the fate to ease his own psychological burden. Costume: Whatever his newest host is wearing. |
^^ That character sounds pretty fucking cool man.
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I'll think this over and post later. How long do we have?
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Civilian name: Unknown
Hero Alias: Baren Status: Evil Abilities: Obsorbes the power of any hero he is near. Personality: Cruel and uncaring. Costume: Whatever he has on at the time. |
Civilian Name*: Vallen Abraxas
Hero Alias*: Renegade Status (Good, Bad, Civilian)*: Vigilante. Can be good, can be bad. Abilities*: Has the uncanny ability to transform, metamorphose or fuse together common, everyday objects into deadly weapons of his choice - - bullets, cartridges, timer bombs, rockets, guns...even huge ones, according to the situation he finds himself in. He is a crack shot and never misses his targets. Carries a pair of .45s with him wherever he goes, and doesnt need anything else because of his unique ability. Has a brooding, dark side to his superhero personality. Personality: Vallen was originally a hardened sniper in the Marine Corps. A steely frame and huge body, with a soft heart and jovial, friendly persona. Once he returned home to Twilight City on the Fourth of July weekend and found out that a local Jamaican cult gang, the Voodoo Skulls, had been terrorising his neighborhood for the past year. He came face-to-face with the gang when he walked into an alley where they tortured a helpless old man to death. Blinded by rage at what he witnessed, he beat up several of the gang members with his bare hands...injuring himself in that incident too. After the gang members fled, he returned home and was chided and reprimanded for his conduct by his wife and 11 year old son who treated his injuries. Later that night, the Voodoo Skulls stormed into Vallen's house and grabbed hold of him before he could react. He was tied firmly to a living room post with barbed wire which cut deep into his already wounded hands, legs and neck, and was left a raging, furious but helpless spectator to the brutal and bloody gang-rape of his wife, who was left naked and spread-eagled on the floor, and bled profusely till a gang member walked over and slit her throat. They then proceeded to cut his son in several places, pulling his tongue out and slashing it clean off his mouth. All the while Vallen roared, moaned, tried to wrench himself out of his bonds but the barbed wire kept digging in deeper, opening his wounds. Finally when his son extended his bloody arms towards him in sheer helplessness, a gang member grabbed his hair and slit his throat brutally too. Vallen could do nothing but watch in his weakened state, utterly helpless. When they put a knife to his throat, his numb, grieving mind welcomed the darkness as the knife slid across his throat slowly, and laughter echoed all around his house in the darkness of the night. Vallen got rescued by one of his Marine Corps friends who came to visit the next morning. Barely alive, his throat was sewn back together (the scars of which he carries till this day) and he was patched up and taken to the Marine Corps hospital. It took eight whole months for him to regain his health back, and all this time the rage inside him kept building...stronger and more stronger. Tried to escape several times from the Corps to get his revenge, but everytime he was caught and brought back. Frustrated by his repeated attempts and lack of commitment to his job, The Marine Corps sent him to a secret base somewhere in Nevada, where his name was included for a military experiment against his will. He kept protesting while he was chained to the chair and got subjected to several physical, psychological and extremely rigorous experiments. Because of this, his unconscious part of the brain woke up and he became extremely smart and agile, and managed to escape the secret base through extremely tight security. Wandering for days with the military on his back (dodging them again and again), he stumbled into a town, stole some clothes and a vehicle, and manage to drive across to Twilight City. Confronting the Voodoo Skulls in their own lair, and in a huge frenzy of furious rage, he proceeded to smash everything in his path...hacking the heads off every single gang member and hanging their heads on the doors of their lair. He then tracked down the rest of the gang and finished all of them off, before vanishing into the night. A known, sworn enemy of street gangs and drug dealers all around Twilight City, his hometown. Gang cartels and motorcycle gangs tremble in fear at the mention of his name. Sometimes works for the underworld and the mafia, sometimes against them - it all depends on the purpose. Has no affinity nor is driven for money. Can communicate with birds, dogs, wolves and bats in their language. They also act as his spies as they patrol Twilight City on his behalf. They also aid him when he finds himself in a tight spot. Declared as vigilante. The military is still searching him. Present whereabouts is unknown. Costume: Wears black all the time. Black jeans or leather pants, with a black tee shirt and jacket, and a black overcoat. Black goggles. Bulletproof vest beneath. Holsters for his .45s on either side of his chest, under the forearms. If on a mission, he uses a M40 Remington sniper rifle. Can carry concealed weapons too. Because of his skills and his unique ability, he is considered to be THE most dangerous vigilante in the US today. Unpredictable, lightning fast and stays merged in the shadows. Impossible to detect, even with infra-red or nightvision goggles. Usually rides a totally black, modified Harley-Davidson motorcycle. |
I apologize MM, I haven't finished this CIO as soon as I said I had. I'm gonna be wrapping it up very soon, however. Anyway, I need to be off you school, but I'll write my character afterwards.
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Civilian Name: Jason Romero
Hero Alias: Zombie Man Status (Good, Bad, Civilian): Pure Evil Abilities: Endless strengths and with a little drop his own blood he can raise the all deads of an entire cemetery! He has the psychic power to control his army of dead who only listens to him. He has also the perfect intelligence to understand every situation and soundly capable to take necessary measures. Personality: Very cruel...always like to get busy with eating human flesh! Costume: Nothing particular but always wears a bullet proof helmet...you know why! :D Background: A 'mad' scientist who was in the secret Zombification Research financially aided by a terrorist group but something went wrong and he has become the Zombie Man! |
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Civilian Name: Una Night
Hero Alias: Noir Status: Evil Abilities: Limited Necromancing (can only raise the dead for a hour or so), can also raise hostile and aggressive emotions in others towards specific people with visual contact. Skilled in fighting with, and throwing knives. Personality: Ruthless, Elitist, Selfish, though not afraid to be a team player provided she wins out in the end. Intelligent with a dry wit. Can sometimes be rather vain and petty. Not afraid to use her attractiveness and seduction to get what she wants. Has a love of power and gemstones. Spends her days as a librarian studying gemology and the occult. Costume: As Noir, Black and Purple dread wig, black lipstick, black leather jumpsuit, black boots, and knife belts. As Una, natural blonde hair and tweed suits. |
I'm gonna try and make this guy kinda like a version of me...but a hell of a lot better. Oh, and older. But not much.
Name: Gabriel Fret. Hero Alias: Eidolon. (Reason behind found here - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eidolon_(astral_double) ) Status: Good. Abilities: Shift into a spectral state. When in this state he is not able to effect anything, but is bound by them. By this, I mean he could jump into a wall and though he would not cause it to shake of disturb any dust, he could not go through it, same with punching people. Due to this, things cannot effect him. He could be punched in this state, but would not be damaged in any way (though would be moved by the impact). He can also bend gravity to his will in this spectral state, thus making flight possible. But there are downsides. His entire body must be in one state or another. No moving his arm out of it so he can punch but not be shot etc. Also, he cannot effect air. Though he does not need to breathe, he can't speak, as the air does not vibrate. Nor can he hear. The one thing that does effect him is light. He casts a translucent shadow and can see. And if it's okay with him, Doc/ volpone has engineered clothes and blades to be compatible with Eidolon's DNA, and thus, they can travel into the state with him (though are too bound by the same restrictions he is.) Personality: Not very charismatic and enjoys the use of longer words. Slightly sarcastic and very willing to make alliances and work as a team. He's more the guy who spies on the enemy and works well in short attacks and backup than the main man. Doesn't have a job. Lives off of odds and ends he can take and some money a relative left behind. Costume: Grey sweatshirt with a thin layer of protection underneath. A white diamond with a grey swirl roughly sprayed on. Black trousers that are easy to move in and quite tough. All Star Converse shoes. Long hair obscures face. Wears Glasses when not fighting. Probably a belt with the weapons. Maybe one stored up the sleeve as well. |
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Blur aka Wayne Lucas Volpone aka Eric Westward Eidolon aka Gabriel Fret The Dier aka Rikki Lee BAD Momus* Red Dynamo aka James Macky Noir aka Una Night Zombie Man aka Jason Romero Baren CIVILIAN Haystack aka Charles Robert Redcock David Artaud* ??? Dante Dyson aka The Shadow BADASSES THAT DESERVE THEIR OWN CATEGORY Renegade aka Vallen Abraxas Keep 'em comin'. More Heroes and Females, perhaps? |
Name: Ron Kokkivoc
Hero Alias: Gore The Red Status: Hero Abilities: Gore has super human strength and the ability to charm anyone he comes across. Think of it as a possession when he possess the person by casting a sort of spell on them to make them do what he wants them to do. Personality: Ron is a loner who is nice for the most part but when he needs to be he goes into his assholish cocky mode. He is a sweetheart to the ladies, a great friend to the guys but to people he doesn't really know he comes off as sort of a asshole/loner type. As Gore the Red he is a sarcastic, witty, funny, dark humored guy with cocky type of remarks and stuff. Costume: Black hoodie and black pants with blood red lines down the pant legs. |
I know everyone wants to be bad guys cause it's fun but come on, let's have some good guys! The story needs them.
Now, I feel like giving an origin story. Gabriel Fret was a pretty lame guy. He was english. He had a job cleaning the floor of KFC, but rarely actually did it. Didn't have many friends and his house was a two room place. Bedroom/ lounge/ kitchen/ dining room and a bathroom. His cousin had a spare ticket to go to Greece and so Gabriel got invited. While they were there they won a competition where the prize was a terror bungie jump. A dive into a deep cavern. On his jump, whilst in the cavern, the cord snapped and he fell 60 feet down to the bottom. He was recovered an hour later and had sever head injuries. Somehow, against all odds, he survived. Everything seemed fine and he left the hospital with nothing but a scabbed wound on the top of his head. He went home and everything seemed to be going well, just as usual. Then one night, whilst watching television, the wound began rapidly spreading. Gabriel ran for the phone but it had reached his hand, a scabby mess. As he tried to run to the door his legs stopped, too covered in black scabs. Then, they started cracking. After hours of agonizing pain without being able to scream, the scabs broke off, and Gabriel found himself in the spectral state. In fact, he could switch between it and normality with ease, like breathing. He used it for pretty usual stuff. Being a peeping tom mainly. One day, however, one of the women started getting attacked. He ran managed to jump through a window into her house but couldn't help. Filled with fear, watching the woman get beaten for money, Gabriel just couldn't leave the spectral state and was unable to help. The woman survived...just. And so, Gabriel traveled to Greece and trained with a man who called himself Hermed. Someone who seemed to know all about him, who taught him to control his fear. Long story short, he succeeded and controls his fear to the best of his ability, using his powers both for selfish and perverted needs and to save those who need it. And from what I can gather, he seems to be on good terms with Volpone. |
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Should I provide a story and origin for my guy? I feel like I fell flat with what could be a great villian.
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Civilian Name*: Moira O'Reilley
Hero Alias*: Jade Status (Good, Bad, Civilian)*: Good Abilities*: I'll leave that up to you, I've got nothin'. Personality: Shy librarian by day but after imbibing an alcoholic beverage she is ready to deal out punishment, in stead of late fees. Costume: Something green and Irishy? |
Being Irish themed and green, some sort of positive probability field that makes her lucky to the point of near invulnerability would be a possibility. Maybe her drunken alter ego is actually some kind of ancient Celtic claymore wielding badass that only comes out when she drinks?
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Or like Popeye and his spinach, you only get super powers after you've downed a pint of guinness
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Two Librarians. Check.
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Civilian Name: Unknown - He just goes by Brix.
Alias: Brix Status (Good, Bad, Civilian): Mercenary - He'll be good, bad or anything in between depending on who's paying him. Abilities: No super powers, but he has a massive arsenal of damn near every weapon known to man and even a few that aren't known to man, spoils of war taken from defeated foes. While he doesn't have super powers, he is an extremely tough dude. Very fast, very strong, very agile for a guy his size and extremely good at hand to hand combat. He's a lot smarter than he looks (he looks like a brute.) There is speculation that he was once trained as an Army ranger, but that is unconfirmed due to the fact that no one knows his real name. Personality: Cold blooded and all about the dollars. He'll do anything to anyone if the price is right. He's uninterested in anything besides completing whatever task he's on to collect his paycheck. When he doesn't have an assignment he can be found at the local shithole bar pouring down shots and beating the shit out of anyone that gets on his nerves. Costume: t-shirt, jeans, sometimes a trenchcoat. Very ordinary looking aside from his massive muscles and battle scars. Background: His background is largely a mystery. The CIA believes that he's personally been responsible for the deaths of no less than 200 people all over the globe, including men, women, children, druglords and foreign diplomats. He has no known aliases and has spent a lot of time on the FBI's Top 10 most wanted list. He was captured by the FBI in 2005 but mysteriously released. Speculation is that the FBI traded him a high profile assassination mission in exchange for his own freedom, but that has never been confirmed. He's an expert in explosives, firearms and hand to hand combat. He roams from state to state finding jobs, executing them with an alarming success rate and then moving on. He has been photographed by surveillance teams in New York, Chicago, Minneapolis, Reno, Los Angeles, Vancouver, Mexico City, and Dublin in the past decade, but has since fallen off the radar. His current whereabouts are unknown. He has no family, no friends and no love interests. I may expand on his story if I think of anything else. |
Aha! So YOU were the mysterious Assassin in Battle Royale last year, bw. :p
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