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【 H E R O E S || V I L L A I N S 】
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In a densely populated city known as Chestville, the crime rate has increased ten fold over the years. It used to be known as a peaceful place but now rumors have spread and it is known only as a crime infested shit hole. Worried about his town, the Mayor stepped up and proposed a TOP SECRET plan.Scientist's were brought in to try and create some sort of DNA mutation. Their test results came back inconclusive. Just when all hopes was lost and unknown object came down from the sky! A meteor filled with unknown contaminants. The scientist's brought the rock into their labs and experimented further.
After some time, their testing proved to be successful in creating some kind of super human substance, but they needed to test it out on human's somehow. So that advertised a new drug, paid any and all people who agreed $100 bucks to test it out, if they agreed to help the city. The results varied dramatically with each person. The scientist's were ecstatic yet wary, while the Mayor wasted no time making the announcement to those infected with the serum. Their job was to be a new superhuman police force of sorts, some were more excited than others. However the crime rate decreased significantly...but not for long.
Some of the supers found they could use their abilities to their own advantage. Who needs to save and protect a bunch of ungrateful people anyway? Thus evil emerged and the shit began to hit the fan. This was something the Mayor hadn't expected to happen. It is up to the Heroes to stop the Villains and bring justice to Chesterville.
After some time, their testing proved to be successful in creating some kind of super human substance, but they needed to test it out on human's somehow. So that advertised a new drug, paid any and all people who agreed $100 bucks to test it out, if they agreed to help the city. The results varied dramatically with each person. The scientist's were ecstatic yet wary, while the Mayor wasted no time making the announcement to those infected with the serum. Their job was to be a new superhuman police force of sorts, some were more excited than others. However the crime rate decreased significantly...but not for long.
Some of the supers found they could use their abilities to their own advantage. Who needs to save and protect a bunch of ungrateful people anyway? Thus evil emerged and the shit began to hit the fan. This was something the Mayor hadn't expected to happen. It is up to the Heroes to stop the Villains and bring justice to Chesterville.
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C H A T
【 C H A R A C T E R S 】
Alright, you get the basic idea yeah? Basically, this is a free form, character driven role play with the potential to go wherever we want it to. I have a general idea on how I want this to go, but really it's up to the characters. So let's cut right to the chase, shall we? What crazy power and person are you going to be? An upstanding Hero, a downright dirty Villain, or somewhere in between? Now's the time to decide.
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[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Nickname:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Sexuality:[/b]
[b]Race:[/b]
[b]Nationality:[/b]
[b]Alignment:[/b] Good, evil, neutral.
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[b]Eyes:[/b]
[b]Hair:[/b]
[b]Height:[/b]
[b]Weight:[/b]
[b]Skin Tone:[/b]
[b]Build:[/b]
[b]Body Markings:[/b]
[b]Voice:[/b]
[b]Description:[/b] (at least a paragraph)
[font=algernian][size=120][u]MENTALITY[/u][/size][/font]
[b]Quirks:[/b]
[b]Fears:[/b]
[b]Likes:[/b]
[b]Dislikes:[/b]
[b]Personality:[/b] (at least a paragraph)
[font=algernian][size=120][u]EQUIPMENT[/u][/size][/font]
[b]Super Attire:[/b] (Talkin' 'bout the clothes you plan on them getting once they get their super neato powers- IF ANY AT ALL)
[b]Casual Clothing:[/b]
[b]Carried Items:[/b]
[font=algernian][size=120][u]COMBATIVENESS[/u][/size][/font]
[b]Skills:[/b] (at least two) [list]
[*][i](useful attribute you were born with):[/i] (description of attribute)
[*][i](useful good attribute you were born with):[/i] (description of attribute) [/list]
[b]Weaknesses:[/b] (at least two) [list]
[*][i](something you're lacking in regards to battle):[/i] (description of weakness)
[*][i](another thing you're lacking in regards to battle):[/i] (description of weakness) [/list]
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[font=algernian][size=120][u]HISTORY[/u][/size][/font]
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[b]History:[/b] I hate these so, at least one paragraph.
[b]Why You Signed Up For Testing:[/b]
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Mayor Charles Henry Montgomery
One month after testing.
One month after his seemingly great idea to bring the city back to its former glory.
One month was all it took.....
....for everything to backfire...
One month after his seemingly great idea to bring the city back to its former glory.
One month was all it took.....
....for everything to backfire...
Mayor Montgomery paced back and forth, his dress shoes clicking and clacking on the tile of his office. Despite being dressed up to the 't', the mayor looked like he'd been hit by a truck somewhat recently. His usually gelled and combed over hair sticking up in various odd places, dark circles hung beneath his glassy brown eyes, and his overall posture appeared fatigued. The results of many a sleepless nights as he watched his beloved city go to hell. He had only been trying to save it, create vigilante Heroes to protect it, and make it safe for the citizens of Chesterville - but his plan had gone nothing but awry. "Lisa!" He called out to his secretary sounding more desperate than angry. "Where the hell is that Scientist?" He continued, lifting a hand to brush stray strands of his salt and pepper colored hair. "Where are the Heroes.." He muttered quieter now, his pacing came to a temporary halt as he peered out the large window of his office that overlooked the town center. He reminisced for a moment, a wave of nostalgia washing over his chubby frame as he remembered the better, brighter days of Chesterville. "Sir, I'm sure they will all be here. It's still only half past nine." Lisa's voice broke him out of his thoughtful shell and he gave her a half-hearted grunt in response. /What ever happened to showing up a half hour early, hm?/ He thought as his pacing resumed. In a half an hour, all of those who had agreed to help the city were suppose to arrive...and that crazy scientist. He couldn't really complain though...they were his only hope.
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Aleksander & Yvette
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So much energy. Too much energy. If he hadn't know better, Alek could've swore his skin was tingling with it. It become obvious sometime the previous night that he wouldn't be able to sleep. He hadn't been able to in weeks. The last time he had was..hell, the last job he and Yva had pulled when he'd exerted a good amount of it. Since then, he hadn't known what to do with himself. Perpetually restless, and with a full twenty-four hour day at his disposal, he was hard pressed to fill every second with something he considered fun. Currently, he was perched on his bedroom balcony overlooking a silly number of acres that was his backyard. Just a few miles out of town, no one would be disturbed..unfortunately..by the sound explosions echoing through the air. With a large bucket of quarters at his side, Alek had spent the last hour or so killing time by picking up, charging, and creating his own personal firework display. There was something almost satisfying about having so much money, you could literally throw it away..blow it up, and not give a damn. Unfortunately that satisfaction only went so far, and lasted so long - really it was only a way to kill some time before it was of a decent hour to call his partner in crime; and it was nearing that decent hour.
When the alarm on his phone beeped at him, Alek clutched it in his hand and bounded off of the balcony's railing back into his room, beginning his rapid fire morning routine. Having already showered and laid out clothes for the day, it would take a matter of minutes for him to finish getting ready. The same amount of time it would take to make a phone call. It took a single button press on his speed dial for the device to start ringing Yva's number. Setting the phone down and putting it on speaker, he already had most of his outfit pulled on and buttoned up by the time it had even rang twice.
"C'mon, c'mon. Pick up, pick up, pick up. I'm going nuts over here." He muttered impatiently as he shrugged on a vest then a jacket over that. A third ring sounded as Alek stepped into his shoes, quickly tied them and still had time to pick up the device and put it to his ear before the next ring finished. "Jeez Yva, what are you doing, playing with yourself?" He spoke to himself almost amused as he snatched the keys to their bike off of his nightstand and began his descent down the stairs on the assumption that she'd pick up before it went to voicemail.
"Hello?" answered the sleepy tone on the other line, half irritated, half groggy.
"Morning, sleeping beauty." Alek chimed, smirking at the thought of Yva's face at the very moment. "It's time to wake up and get your sexy ass all dressed up, nice and pretty like." Giving her a moment to process his words in her half asleep state, the white haired Pollock continued his strides through his home until he reached the garage. A grin crossed his features as he stopped to gaze upon the row of cars, their bike sitting at the end of the row patiently awaiting it's rider.
"Where are you? Your place, or --"
"Seriously? It's way too early..." Yva breathed into the phone, with a muffled sound which could be distinguished by her head hitting the pillow. There was a man's voice in the background, to which Yva replied, "Meg, it's Meg, she wants me to go to Yoga with her," the woman lied through her teeth, then muttered into the phone, "Hold on." More rustle against the sheets and then sounds of bare feet hitting tiled floor, after a gentle door slam, Yva continued, "I'm not home right now." Alek instantly quirked an eyebrow, stifling a breathy chuckle as he twirled the keys around his index finger.
"Meg, huh?" He mused, taking strides towards the bike, straddling it, and slipping the keys into the ignition letting the machine idle. "What if Meg promises to take you shopping? Does that make up for the disgruntled baby you have to deal with later?" With a motorcycle helmet tucked under his arm, Alek ran his tongue over his lips and sighed. "C'mon Yva. I'm going nuts. The bikes already running. It'll be fuunnn. Just give me a time and a place, yeah?"
There was a drawn out sigh on the other line, then Yva proceeded, "Alright, fine. My place, in one hour I guess." Rolling his eyes, Alek prepared to put the helmet on.
"You gotta sound more enthused than that. Yoga's going to be a blast."
Yva laughed, creaking the bathroom door open a little bit, "Oh my gawd, Meghan, you are sooo totally right, Yoga is fun," she squealed into the phone.
"That's more like it." He grinned, leaning forward and gripping the throttle, one hand still holding the phone. "Alright, hot stuff. See you in an hour. Maybe we can grab breakfast." With that Alek made sure to rev the engine enough so she could hear it before hanging up and leaving Yva to her own devices. Hell..now he had another hour to kill.
Approximately an hour later.
Alek pulled up in front of his partner in crime's place, killing the bikes engine, pulling off his helmet, and trotting over to the door. Ringing the doorbell, he'd raise his voice an octave, wait a few moments to give her time to get to the door before calling out rather loudly. "Honnneyyy, I'm hooommmee." The blonde whipped the door open just as he was calling out, grabbed the front of his shirt and tugged him in.
"What the hell is your problem, I got neighbors, asshole!" Caught in the middle of his greeting, his announcement of being hoooommmmee - got cut short as he stumbled forward a step into the seemingly angry arms of his partner. With a playful smirk and a mischievous twinkle in his eye, Alek would inhale deeply as if preparing to shout louder, only to lean in and breath quietly into Yva's ear. "Honey..I'm hoomme." The woman gasped playfully.
"You're so premature," Yva breathed.
Alek snorted in amusement. "Premature? Sweetheart, nothing about me's premature. At least not since puberty. I'm a big boy now."
Yva stepped back, extended her left hand, "If you like it then you should have put a ring on it," she sang, swung around to head back to her bedroom while she called over her shoulder, "Then you can say 'honey I'm home' all you want." Pausing to admire the view as she pranced away, a wide grin brandished the explosive villains features.
"What are we waiting for then, I said I'd take you shopping didn't I? What are you thinking? Tiffanies? Swarovski? Whatever you want, babe." He winked, finally starting after her. As Alek followed her into her bedroom, it'd be the simplicity that would probably shock him. It didn't hold an entirely feminine air, more so modern and white, everything white. As Yva braided her hair in front of the mirror, she turned to glance at him.
"Actually, I was wondering if we could get straight to it, I'm feeling kind of fun today," she grinned, and once finished with her hair, she let the braid fall loosely over her right shoulder. Now she trully felt ready, pushing past him as she strode into the living room, grabbed her purse and headed for the door. She was wearing a thin-strap tanktop and skinny jeans with leather high-heeled boots, her hair braided because she knew what the bike did to her beautiful hair.
"Well it's about time. You were damn cranky an hour ago." Alek teased as he followed after her yet again before handing her a helmet when they finally reached the bike. Tossing a leg over the motocycle, he slipped his own head gear on and turned to glance smoothly over his shoulder. "Where to, Miss?" He asked in a purposefully fancy voice which was meant to portray or perhaps mock some sort of chaffeur toting around a celebrity.
"Let's head to town," she offered, meaning the middle of the city, where they could certainly cause some mishap. With that, she pushed the helmet over her head with careful care not to pull and tug on her hair, adjusted the strap and wrapped her slender arms around his waist.The moment her hands locked, all it took was a flick of the wrist to send them speeding off towards a great day of mayhem and chaos.
When the alarm on his phone beeped at him, Alek clutched it in his hand and bounded off of the balcony's railing back into his room, beginning his rapid fire morning routine. Having already showered and laid out clothes for the day, it would take a matter of minutes for him to finish getting ready. The same amount of time it would take to make a phone call. It took a single button press on his speed dial for the device to start ringing Yva's number. Setting the phone down and putting it on speaker, he already had most of his outfit pulled on and buttoned up by the time it had even rang twice.
"C'mon, c'mon. Pick up, pick up, pick up. I'm going nuts over here." He muttered impatiently as he shrugged on a vest then a jacket over that. A third ring sounded as Alek stepped into his shoes, quickly tied them and still had time to pick up the device and put it to his ear before the next ring finished. "Jeez Yva, what are you doing, playing with yourself?" He spoke to himself almost amused as he snatched the keys to their bike off of his nightstand and began his descent down the stairs on the assumption that she'd pick up before it went to voicemail.
"Hello?" answered the sleepy tone on the other line, half irritated, half groggy.
"Morning, sleeping beauty." Alek chimed, smirking at the thought of Yva's face at the very moment. "It's time to wake up and get your sexy ass all dressed up, nice and pretty like." Giving her a moment to process his words in her half asleep state, the white haired Pollock continued his strides through his home until he reached the garage. A grin crossed his features as he stopped to gaze upon the row of cars, their bike sitting at the end of the row patiently awaiting it's rider.
"Where are you? Your place, or --"
"Seriously? It's way too early..." Yva breathed into the phone, with a muffled sound which could be distinguished by her head hitting the pillow. There was a man's voice in the background, to which Yva replied, "Meg, it's Meg, she wants me to go to Yoga with her," the woman lied through her teeth, then muttered into the phone, "Hold on." More rustle against the sheets and then sounds of bare feet hitting tiled floor, after a gentle door slam, Yva continued, "I'm not home right now." Alek instantly quirked an eyebrow, stifling a breathy chuckle as he twirled the keys around his index finger.
"Meg, huh?" He mused, taking strides towards the bike, straddling it, and slipping the keys into the ignition letting the machine idle. "What if Meg promises to take you shopping? Does that make up for the disgruntled baby you have to deal with later?" With a motorcycle helmet tucked under his arm, Alek ran his tongue over his lips and sighed. "C'mon Yva. I'm going nuts. The bikes already running. It'll be fuunnn. Just give me a time and a place, yeah?"
There was a drawn out sigh on the other line, then Yva proceeded, "Alright, fine. My place, in one hour I guess." Rolling his eyes, Alek prepared to put the helmet on.
"You gotta sound more enthused than that. Yoga's going to be a blast."
Yva laughed, creaking the bathroom door open a little bit, "Oh my gawd, Meghan, you are sooo totally right, Yoga is fun," she squealed into the phone.
"That's more like it." He grinned, leaning forward and gripping the throttle, one hand still holding the phone. "Alright, hot stuff. See you in an hour. Maybe we can grab breakfast." With that Alek made sure to rev the engine enough so she could hear it before hanging up and leaving Yva to her own devices. Hell..now he had another hour to kill.
Approximately an hour later.
Alek pulled up in front of his partner in crime's place, killing the bikes engine, pulling off his helmet, and trotting over to the door. Ringing the doorbell, he'd raise his voice an octave, wait a few moments to give her time to get to the door before calling out rather loudly. "Honnneyyy, I'm hooommmee." The blonde whipped the door open just as he was calling out, grabbed the front of his shirt and tugged him in.
"What the hell is your problem, I got neighbors, asshole!" Caught in the middle of his greeting, his announcement of being hoooommmmee - got cut short as he stumbled forward a step into the seemingly angry arms of his partner. With a playful smirk and a mischievous twinkle in his eye, Alek would inhale deeply as if preparing to shout louder, only to lean in and breath quietly into Yva's ear. "Honey..I'm hoomme." The woman gasped playfully.
"You're so premature," Yva breathed.
Alek snorted in amusement. "Premature? Sweetheart, nothing about me's premature. At least not since puberty. I'm a big boy now."
Yva stepped back, extended her left hand, "If you like it then you should have put a ring on it," she sang, swung around to head back to her bedroom while she called over her shoulder, "Then you can say 'honey I'm home' all you want." Pausing to admire the view as she pranced away, a wide grin brandished the explosive villains features.
"What are we waiting for then, I said I'd take you shopping didn't I? What are you thinking? Tiffanies? Swarovski? Whatever you want, babe." He winked, finally starting after her. As Alek followed her into her bedroom, it'd be the simplicity that would probably shock him. It didn't hold an entirely feminine air, more so modern and white, everything white. As Yva braided her hair in front of the mirror, she turned to glance at him.
"Actually, I was wondering if we could get straight to it, I'm feeling kind of fun today," she grinned, and once finished with her hair, she let the braid fall loosely over her right shoulder. Now she trully felt ready, pushing past him as she strode into the living room, grabbed her purse and headed for the door. She was wearing a thin-strap tanktop and skinny jeans with leather high-heeled boots, her hair braided because she knew what the bike did to her beautiful hair.
"Well it's about time. You were damn cranky an hour ago." Alek teased as he followed after her yet again before handing her a helmet when they finally reached the bike. Tossing a leg over the motocycle, he slipped his own head gear on and turned to glance smoothly over his shoulder. "Where to, Miss?" He asked in a purposefully fancy voice which was meant to portray or perhaps mock some sort of chaffeur toting around a celebrity.
"Let's head to town," she offered, meaning the middle of the city, where they could certainly cause some mishap. With that, she pushed the helmet over her head with careful care not to pull and tug on her hair, adjusted the strap and wrapped her slender arms around his waist.The moment her hands locked, all it took was a flick of the wrist to send them speeding off towards a great day of mayhem and chaos.
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Re: [OOC] H E R O E S || V I L L A I N S - Invite Only
Ooor not. I can no longer edit the title after 24 hrs.
Re: [OOC] H E R O E S || V I L L A I N S - Invite Only
I'm still here but I think we need to take off the invite only tab! We need more faces!
Re: [OOC] H E R O E S || V I L L A I N S - Invite Only
Oiiiiii! I was drumming up a post before I had to prepare for second term--any of you still here?
Re: [OOC] H E R O E S || V I L L A I N S - Invite Only
Good guys you are scheduled to go talk to the mayor. Including Crackers.
Bad guys you are scheduled to fuck up the city a bit and give the good guys are reason to come find you. Or something.
Alek and Yva are going to cause a bit of a ruckus, the mayor will probably get a phone call about said ruckus, and so on and so forth.
Remember it's character driven, so feel free to stray from this little guided intro if you think it'll add to the story. This is just to get things started and everyone acquainted, yeah? :)
Have fun folks!
Bad guys you are scheduled to fuck up the city a bit and give the good guys are reason to come find you. Or something.
Alek and Yva are going to cause a bit of a ruckus, the mayor will probably get a phone call about said ruckus, and so on and so forth.
Remember it's character driven, so feel free to stray from this little guided intro if you think it'll add to the story. This is just to get things started and everyone acquainted, yeah? :)
Have fun folks!
Re: [OOC] H E R O E S || V I L L A I N S - Invite Only
Yep, I've just got some rl stuff going on at the moment. Sorry for the delay, but I'll let ya'll know when Dora and I get the first post up!
Re: [OOC] H E R O E S || V I L L A I N S - Invite Only
^I'm sure Sorella's dropping, by the by. I'll be done veddy veddy soon. You could probably start without me!
Re: [OOC] H E R O E S || V I L L A I N S - Invite Only
Sorella has her character pending, as well as Tae's character.
Re: [OOC] H E R O E S || V I L L A I N S - Invite Only
DOC BRUCE BANNER
BELTED BY GAMMA RAYS
TURNED INTO THE HULK
AIN'T HE UNGLAMOUR-RAYS
Is this becoming a thing now
BELTED BY GAMMA RAYS
TURNED INTO THE HULK
AIN'T HE UNGLAMOUR-RAYS
Is this becoming a thing now
Re: [OOC] H E R O E S || V I L L A I N S - Invite Only
SPIDER MAN, SPIDER MAN, DOES WHATEVER A SPIDER MAN DOES. HE'S FUCKING OVER HERE, HE'S FUCKING OVER THERE, HE'S GOT HIS FUCKING WEB CAUGHT IN MY DAMN FUCKING CURLY HAIR... I don't remember the real song, so I made it up.
Pardon the language, ladies and gents. I was a very disturbed child, still am, actually.
Pardon the language, ladies and gents. I was a very disturbed child, still am, actually.
[OOC] H E R O E S || V I L L A I N S - Invite Only
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