A Super Hero Role Play!?!

As a matter of fact one does exist. If you have been looking for one, or you think it might be interesting, then take a look at Blasted Haven
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The RP has been up for a while, but hasn't seen many members. Fortunately the plot is run by Events, so jumping in and participating shouldn't be difficult at all.

This OOC Thread, will now serve for updates on Villians in Power and Character Sign ups.

Update:

Although this is relatively old news, and it was posted in the RP itself, just so new members won't have to go a read through the old posts

Currently, the Tiger, and The Panther are deceased, and The Lion, and The Cheetah are in prison. The Pride still functions as a gang, as is aka'd now as the Pussy cat dolls, because their only leader is a woman.

Would you mind designing an uber-villain on the scale of Magneto or even Dr. Doom, Galactus maybe. While the villains in game are good could we spice it up with an uber villain that requires several heroes to dispatch? Just a suggestion.

Sounds like a plan. I had something in mind, that I was going to wait for, but I don't see what I'm waiting for.

Update on Known Villains in Power.

It appears that Rumors of Lord Rynal's survival are true. Recently, he returned to the Blasted Haven. Evidently, when the haven was destroyed in 1843, Rynal escaped and began his search for the Island of immortality. It was said that if you found the island, you would live for ever, but could never leave. Apparently the legend was only half true, for Rynal now parades through the city as a God. Nothing the police force has thrown at him (from tear gas to firearms) has had much of an effect on him. With him he has brought a hearty crew of over 500 hand selected men and women from across the globe to help him reclaim the city that once was his. They will function as a new street gang, The Pirates.

Update on Known Villains in Power.

A new force of evil has turned its malicious intent on the Blasted Haven, in the form of Reservoir. By tapping into the kinetic energy in and around his body, Reservoir can absorb enormous amounts of energy and then release it back out again in concussive blasts. Reservoir absorbs energy in the form of incoming blows. Anything used to attack him (Fists, blades, guns etc) merely feeds his energy level, making him stronger, faster, more durable, and raising his adrenaline level.

Nice. Nice.

The latter is very similar to Penance, but I needed something with energy blasts right? Anyway expect an event soon.

Hey Ax, I still wanna join this RP as a villain, a new Panther sworn to kill the one who took his fathers life, hows that sound

That's fine I suppose, but don't attack any of the characters (meaning me and skall) without pming them for permission. It might be better if he wasn't the old one's son, since the original Pather wasn't really old enough to have children, mayhaps a brother or something.

Update On Known Villains In Power.

Reservoir has been put out of commission. He suffered from a stroke during combat, and lost his ability to activity his energy shield.

Brother hmm that could work "You killed my brother, I'll slaughter you damn cop"

Name: Robert Linn
Alias(es): He tends to sign into hotels and things as Mr. Smith. This is more a sarcastic mannerism than a cool alias name he thought up, though.
Age: 25
Physical Description: Robert generally isn't so enthusiastic about the whole “costumed hero” cliché. For the most part he just wears unspectacular civilian clothes and tells people he doesn't care about that his name is Mr. Smith. The only disadvantage to this is that people have been known to recognize his face (or in worse case scenario, capture him via photography), thereby giving interested parties and easy means of later identifying and tracking him down. He has a generally thin complexion and looks slightly pale. His eyes are described as bright and lively, though, as is his face and the expressions thereon. His metabolism is the sort that he'll be thin whether he eats or however much he works out he'll always just have the same wiry, unimpressive looking physique. He's no muscle man, but with implausible reincarnation not withstanding, he'll never live to know what it's like to be obese.
Bio: Raised Catholic, later turned to agnosticism. Advocates a government control system entailing registration of super-people. Has connections with some people in Washington trying to get this sort of legislation passed.
Powers: Telekinesis constrained to gaseous substances. He can move matter with his mind, but only if this matter is gas. The advantages of this ability vary – he can cause car tires to explode; air bubbles to collect around him while underwater, consequently preventing him from drowning; he can fluctuate the surrounding air pressure to narrowly influence the path of bullets; or he can rob people of the air around them ranging from lightheadedness, to suffocation, to all-out vacuum and the grotesqueness that invariably follows.
Paraphernalia: Cellphone, blackberry, an iPod he uses for listening to Mozart and Vivaldi when he doesn't have anything to do. There's also a rubix cube he's memorized and is attempting to attain the world record, but his busy lifestyle doesn't lend itself to realizing this goal.
Abilities: He can speak Japanese and he has an impressive collection of Pez dispensers back home. One of these was taken by an ex-girlfriend of his, and while he hunted her down with admirable diligence, she was forever lost, as was the plastic relic she took with her. Robert has never quite forgiven her for this.

Hey, Christopher! Here be my charrie. I FINALLY got it done!


Name: Shelly Peters
Alias(es): The Apparition [ http://www.rhymezone.com/r/d?u=apparition ]
Age: 22
Physical Description: In costume, http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k114/ ... estest.jpg and when out of costume, somewhat like that but with shorter, slightly darker hair and normal clothes.
Bio: Shelly was born with her two canine teeth slightly sharper than normal and one of her eyes a lighter color blue than the other. By the time she was 9, she was saying little things that appeared to have no significance but came true in the end. For instance, she was very clingy to her dog the day before it got run over.
By 15, she was constantly daydreaming [much against her will] and was unable to stop the visions and deja-vu. Unlike when she was younger, she was not able to voice what she dreamt/saw so no one knew what was coming.
One night she had a dream that she was lost in a hall of darkness with one dim light at the end. She was running toward it but there was no way to get there because it kept moving backwards. When she woke up, she was in the middle of a forest. Mist fell in the foggy early morning and she saw with horror that half of her body was flat on the ground, transformed into a shadow.
Since that age, she was always working on learning to control her powers, and always straying from the fear that she was evil and not good. So she resolved that, since the powers were not ever going to leave her, she would use them for the benefit of others.
Powers: Shadows, mist/fog
Paraphernalia: A staff [not shown] with intricately carved designs all over it. It can alter into a sword: http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k114/ ... t_Gods.jpg
Abilities: Deja-vu [more of a curse for her though]. Extreme night vision.

After an hour of google searches I seem to have finally located a superhero rpg that has yet to die. Needless to say I am pleased that the posting quality is quite high as well, for it is rare that I come across not only a living RP, but a good one. By previous posts in this thread I assume characters are still being accepted, so I submit the following. Please inform me if more detail is required.

Name: Alexander Waymann
Alias(es): Susceptor, Dr. Waymann
Age: 34
Physical Description: In his normal identity, that of Dr. Waymann, Alexander appears of average height and build for his age. He is clean shaven, with deep, impenetrable eyes and a neutral face that never betrays his emotions. His hair is somewhere between light brown and dark blond, and is neatly trimmed around his ears and the nape of his neck. It is long enough to be slightly curly, but short nonetheless. While at work he wears khaki pants, dress shoes, and a button-up shirt and tie. During leisure he prefers to wear jeans, sneakers, a t-shirt, and a fleece jacket.
When "in costume" Alexander wears a white hooded sweatshirt, white full-hand gloves, loose white pants, and brown leather hiking boots. All of the costume items are relatively thick because they contain ballistic gel, slowing sharp weapons such as knives, bullets, and swords and lessening the impact from blunt sources such as walls, clubs, or flagpoles. They are also interwoven with thin but prevalent strands of tar-based sealant and asbestos, granting resistance to heat, acid, and water as well as trapping heat. The parts of the costume connect seamlessly when donned, but Alexander can release the parts by mentally unweaving their connections.
Biography: From a young age Alexander was bright, inquisitive, and overly critical of his own mistakes. He had both a gift with words and a terrible memory, both of which made him rather famous among those he met. He was fascinated with history, and since his parents did not believe that television was good for anything at all he read anything and everything he could get his hands on, the dictionary included. As he progressed through school his knowledge grew, but his tolerance for the times in which he failed shrank. At age fourteen he often remembered and regretted terribly things he had done at age six, and despite going through counseling this fact did not change. Regardless he managed to graduate from his private high school with excellent grades, though not up to his own ridiculous standards, and attended Alfred University in his home state of New York, graduating with a double major in Latin and Roman History. He then taught both classes at several high schools across the northeastern United States, gaining teaching experience and a modest salary.
His luck truly perked up when he was invited to join an archeological expedition attempting to locate and excavate a city that had slid off the coast of Sicily during a volcanic eruption almost 3,000 years earlier. Though primarily concerned with the Romans he also knew a great deal about the groups that had inhabited the area before them, and his advice on Phoenician architecture and city planning proved instrumental in locating the underwater ruins. Surprisingly part of one of the temples had remained dry because its roof had trapped a small amount of air, leaving the magnificent paintings on it faded but legible. They depicted a shrine on the side of a vast mountain, with some sort of god-like being emerging from it as a black cloud. Realizing that no mountains matched the exact shape of the one shown and adding to that the black cloud, Alexander concluded that the shrine lay embedded in the side of the volcano.
Leaving the rest of the expedition to recover and catalog the many artifacts recovered from the site Alexander hiked up the blasted sides of the volcano. The mountain was no longer active, and due to the fertile volcanic soil deposited by the earlier eruptions it was overgrown by a vast forest of olive trees and grape vines. Though it took him many hours Alexander finally managed to reach the shrine, only to find the entrance blocked by a vast boulder. All his attempts to move it in vain, he prepared to depart and seek help. As he turned to leave patterns flashed through his mind, and he fell into unconsciousness. The next thing he knew he stood inside the very temple he had helped excavate, the only one with partially intact paintings. In the version he was in, however, all the paintings were perfectly intact, and the columns, altar, and gold statue of a many-armed deity sitting on a throne were undamaged.
As he looked around, marveling at the sight, he realized that the statue was, in fact, moving. Each of its four arms moved in a different pattern, equally mysterious and beautiful. The entity greeted him, identifying itself as "The Weaver" and thanking Alexander for bringing its city back to the known world. It was a spirit of moderate power that had long been absent from the world, and as a reward for its return it taught the young man how to use some of its powers. Soon after he awoke to find himself unharmed. The rock that had blocked the shrine still stood before him, but using his newfound powers he painstakingly unwove each particle of sand that composed it. Though it took him many more hours he managed to remove the obstacle and enter the shrine, discovering a smaller statue of The Weaver atop a stone altar. At the foot of the altar he discovered a roll of material somewhere between liquid and solid, ancient ballistic gel in thread form. Taking this with him he departed, preparing to return to the U.S.
Upon his arrival he discovered that the headmaster of the school he taught at liked the substitute better than he. Finding himself without a job he took the first possibility he could find: a college job in the infamous city of Blasted Haven. In the first month he witnessed seven robberies, twelve gang-related beatings, and a large amount of super-powered crime in addition to having his apartment broken into twice. Sickened by all the criminal activity Alexander decided to use the powers he had been keeping hidden for a worthy cause. Taking the name "Susceptor", which means "guardian" in Latin, he wove himself a costume and prepared to help uphold justice.
Powers: The Weaver granted Alexander the ability to weave and unweave non-living material, from the sand composing rocks and concrete to the fabric of clothing to the atoms of a fire extinguisher. The key disadvantage to the power is time. While he can weave the sleeves of a foe's knit sweater together instantly, manipulating the relatively large strands of fabric, it takes him a few seconds to weave together the sleeves of a polo shirt, as the strings are much smaller. Unweaving concrete can take several minutes, while breaking apart individual atoms can take hours. The exception to the rule is his costume, which he can always weave almost instantly.
Paraphernalia: Though he sometimes carries a bag of textbooks and usually has a few pens while at work, Alexander prefers to travel light while in costumed identity. If he finds something small he needs to carry he can just weave a pocket to place it in, but if it's too large for that he needs to carry it, keeping his hands free of other things.
Abilities: Alexander is knowledgeable about the ancient inhabitants of the Mediterranean, the Romans in particular, and speaks excellent Latin. He is a convincing orator with a powerful voice and knows a fair amount of criminal law (mostly the Latin terms).

Awesome, Pandorym.

Thank you, I'm glad you like it.

I like it however we seemed to be at a pause in this RP at the moment as we are waiting for new heroes to join the RP so Ax can start the next chapter. I am looking forward to all of you entering the RP.

Skall aka Cobalt

Name: Jack Airkio
Alias: The Panther
Age: 18
Appearance: Shoulder length dyed black hair and natural brown eyes altered with a contact lens to produce cat's eyes. Wears a black body suit similar to the old Panthers, black gloves, black knee length boots and a black hood which only shows his eyes and blends naturally with his bodysuit.
Bio: Jack came the Blasted Haven after recieving a call from the police that his brother, The Panther, had been killed. Jack was angry at the loss of his brother and swore revenge. Taking up his brothers position as Panther, he now seeks to get even with the one who killed his brother.
Items: Jack carries a stealth generating unit on his left hip and a pouch of smoke capsules on the right hip. He always has his Pride Claws on but has modified them to retract to simple bangles when not in use. He has two chips imbeded in his legs that release a chemical to fortify them and increase speed and agility, a button on his belt operates this.
Abilities: Invisibility, through the use of a stealth generator
Speed Boost, through chips in legs
Cat Sense, able to view better in the dark and always lands on his feet

Anything not right, tell me and I'll redo

I like all of the new members, but if none of you guys post in the actual rp, then this is all for naught...

Anyway, here is an event to get us started.

Event: Strike!
The Laborer and his Union are going on strike, which in this case means, severely increasing activity. Your character will be attacked by several of the gang members therein. Fend for yourself.
This event effects all current participants of RP