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 [As exit the airport you arrived in, an announcement drowns out most of the chatter in the station] Welcome to New Genesis. Welcome to the future. A man waves to you, gesturing you to come closer. "Welcome to New Genesis, everybody! I'll be your host. Get in the car, would you?" As you get in, he turns to you again. "Oh, right, names. I keep forgetting to introduce myself - Name's Zeremiah. Would you think I forgot to introduce myself with the last week's team as well?  "Nice to meet ya'll. You all have your papers? Good. I'll show you your accommodations. In the meantime... Why don't you introduce yourself?" The usual setting bla bla. You're in New Genesis, mankind's first attempt at the cities of the future. A vast city with even vaster riches, it attracted all kinds of attention - including the bad ones. You will be playing in the same canon as the other game I'm already running, as another group in Zeremiah's 'care'. You will be part of the villainous organization 'YGGDRASIL'. Best known for having irritatingly good lawyers, this organization helps keeps villainy alive by helping them in legal matters, financial matters, and even equipment matters. In return, it collects favors from the villains, as well as non-aggression pledges. Some say there are far more nefarious goals behind their actions than mere kinship towards villain, but who knows for real. Recently, it even started providing training towards budding super-villains such as you. As for yourself, you have recently joined the junior branch of the organization, BRANCH (yes, we know... the guy who named it got fired, but it was already in the files when we noticed...), and assigned to this city. Additional questions On top of the background questions for the masks themselves I would like you to answer the following questions: quote:Who recruited you for BRANCH in the first place? How, and why? quote:Which of New Genesis' teenage heroes annoys you the most? quote:What's the most interesting fact you learned about New Genesis? What do you dislike about it? Tone I'm looking for silly, eeeeevil stuff, not actual evil stuff here. For example: quote:Eeeevil: “Only you can appreciate the genius of my plan. When I push that button, a meteorite of solid sodium, towed from the asteroid belt, will smash into the polar ice caps! The detonation will raise the sea levels worldwide and I, having prudently invested in inland territories destined to be the new fishing meccas, will be rich beyond avarice!” Also, keep this in mind: Context: Please do not forget the context this story is in. This is not just about villains. This is about teenage villains doing teenage villainy. For this reason, we want to approach it with a slightly more juvenile slant, and the content should match. Player vs. Player - Much more than Masks, Capers! will assume a certain level of player conflict. Please, embrace rather than avoid this. You should feel comfortable betraying your erstwhile allies, so long as you understand you'll be betrayed in return. Come up actively with reasons to forgive people for their betrayal, because it's expedient/you want to get back at them. It can get personal, but should never be rancorous. quote:Click here to see the basic moves and mechanics changed in the game. The app deadline and picks will be at some point on the 1st of January. If you need to contact me for whatever reason, you can do so via PM's or on SynIRC, in the channel #swampthings or #Capers!. Yami Fenrir fucked around with this message at 02:09 on Jan 2, 2017 |
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  I was once nothing more than a mere boy, slaving away for corporate masters and fighting their wars. Some might have called me a child soldier. I cared not for a time. The mercenary organization Yatagarasu raised me to fight for them and, eventually, die for them. It seemed to be both right and proper when they first explained it, but I've done more than my share of the former and I'm not too keen on the idea of the latter. Luckily, I found an exit strategy. My squad was deployed as part of Variable Reduction's assault on Sinclair Industries. The intel we received on their defenses was flawed, to say the least, and most of the squad was cut down by swarms of drones as we stormed their corporate headquarters. I would have joined them, as would the survivors, but my equipment detected a cave nearby that was emitting an unusual energy wavelength. We diverted into the cave and were able to eliminate the drones that followed us in. The majority were quite occupied with the remainder of the strike teams. After several minutes spent patching up the most serious wounds, we began to explore deeper in the cave. quote:Where did you get your powers? It did not take long before my tactical network identified the source of the signal. It was a strange blade, housed in an elaborate altar. My comrades were suspicious and refused to approach. I was less reluctant. As I saw it, there were only two likely outcomes. It either housed some power that would allow us to survive or would kill us for disturbing it. The fate that awaited us outside the cave was more certain. If the situation was not changed with the addition of a new variable, we would die. I grabbed the blade and my world changed. Knowledge, power, and more flowed up my arm and filled me. Then it spoke. The Raijin. It told me of the way the world once was. How the age of gods had been shattered, the divine cast down and sealed within blades like the one I held. The Raijinto. We agreed then to a pact. I would help gather the blades. I would bring about the age of the divine once more. I would be the Raijin's vessel. And, in exchange, power like I had never known. A power that transcended mortal understanding. quote:When were you first betrayed? Some may consider the faulty intelligence to be the first betrayal. I would not. War is filled with uncertainty. There is no reason to attribute malice when a shift in circumstances or a tactical ploy would suffice to explain. No. The first betrayal was shortly after I picked up the blade. It so happened that our radioman, Shrike, was a plant. I can only imagine that Yatagarasu's leadership was paranoid of betrayal themselves. The thought of one of their expendable drones receiving some unknown power was clearly beyond what they could allow. Our squad had become a liability. Shrike cut down several of the wounded, men he had fought and bled with for years, before an explosion of power from the Raijinto sent him slamming into the cave wall. I was naive. I didn't expect him to get up after a blow like that. He was less human than I expected. With a roar, he revealed his true visage -- a thing of tooth and claws -- and we began to battle in earnest. I couldn't save my squad. Shrike's power was enough to keep me on my back feet, but the Raijin took hold of my body and showed me its true glory. Lightning leapt and crackled between us and my sword became fast enough to cut those bolts asunder. With great effort, Shrike finally fell before us. The fallout from the battle was grim and it seemed that nobody had survived our bout. quote:Who, outside your peers, do you actually trust? By the time the battle with Shrike was all said and done, there were only two survivors from my squad. Myself, of course, and the man only known as Kamaitachi. He is an unparalleled master of infiltration and the removal of high-value targets. There is an unspoken bond between the two of us. We have fought and bled for an uncaring world with nothing to show for it. I would gladly give much to help him when he required aid and, I imagine, he would do the same. It can be difficult to read him, especially given the mask, but he has taught me how to handle the Raijinto as an actual blade and helped put me into contact with BRANCH. If he felt no bond of comraderie, he would have simply disappeared from that cave. I did not know that he survived until he revealed himself. quote:Why do think the others keep you around? I have a certain degree of talent and skill that I bring to the table. Both my tactical acumen and my less mundane talents are too useful to simply discard. I understand that they may have some concerns as to my allegiances and true intentions. That is fair. I would question myself if I were in their position. Yet, in the end, is it not better to keep me in a position where they can see me? They can be sure that it is more difficult to work at counter-purposes when my movements are monitored. What could be worse than a variable with no intelligence available? quote:Why do you suffer the others? This is somewhat embarrassing, perhaps, but the Raijin seems to quite like them. It whispers to me the ways it seeks to better them, even when they make their wishes to avoid such betterment most evident. For an ancient being, it has proven to be most concerned with the slightest of matters. As for myself, I work best with a team. I may not trust or even like them, but as long as we work for the same causes I see no reason to reject their assistance. Perhaps, in time, they will even provide what I have been missing since the dissolution of my squad. quote:Who recruited you for BRANCH in the first place? How, and why? Kamaitachi placed me into contact with the assassin, Kermes, who has achieved much renown in the service of YGGDRASIL. I believe that they have some deeper relation, but I have not ascertained what it may be. Even as the bearer of a divine blade, with all the power that accompanies that, I cannot hope to reclaim them all without some backing. I can provide a valuable service to the organization, naturally, as I am both a battle-tested tactician and a font of power. There were some concerns raised over the acrimonious departure from my former employers. That is fair. I believe that they are still seeking me out. I doubt they still have much in the way of combat potential -- the losses seemed overwhelming from my position on the battlefield -- but they are a resilient organization. In the end, however, it was agreed that the immediate benefits of my service outweighed the potential disadvantages. quote:Which of New Genesis' teenage heroes annoys you the most? The one known as Phantasm has proven most vexing. Her talents with a blade exceed my own, to be sure, but that is not the worst of it. She also possesses one of the divine weapons. The Raijin has not yet identified which it may be, but it is powerful. Very powerful. Yet, even given all the power she possesses, she refuses to embrace the responsibility that it brings. She could work to bring revolution to the world, to break apart the society which binds us as slaves to the common man, but instead chooses to serve that society. We will surely settle this feud in the coming days. quote:What's the most interesting fact you learned about New Genesis? What do you dislike about it? The construction of the city follows principles from the time of the Raijin's dominion. It has told me that the flow of energy is carefully channeled along routes that form a great formation of power. I have not been able to identify it's purpose yet. The city is such an exemplar of modern technology that it is hard to imagine someone versed in matters of the divine being on the design team. I am forced to wonder what being is influencing the city's leadership. Could it be a potential ally? A threat? I need more information to properly simulate the various possibilities. I have no real complaints about the city, but the Raijin has been most vocal with its distaste. It began complaining when I first discovered the city's official dating service, True Genesis. This service claims to use all of the data gathered through daily life to project, with 100% certainty, ideal romantic partners. We've since investigated several couples matched by the service. It is insistent that these pairings are doomed to failure as they are not the one true pairing they are destined for. It has vowed to correct these wrongs and help bring happiness to its flock. 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  Tomorrow is mine~ You should consider yourself lucky! Not that many people get a chance to talk to the utterly elusive, utterly stylish, utterly fantastic Scarlet Rose!! Oh, I hope you don't think I'm doing this interview for free. I'm a busy gal, after all! Lots to do, lots to steal~ Let's say I charge you, hmmmmmmmmm, $100 per question? What do you mean that's too much? Can't you see I'm offering you a bargain? I'm giving you a 20% discount on my normal rates! Fine, fine, then how about, hmmmmm, $80 per question? Still not willing to pay? Well, I guess you're not getting out of this room then, hoho~ What did I do? Oh, Nothing! Let's just say you might be in for a shocking surprise if you try to leave, hehe, and I miiiiiiiiiiighhhhhhhhhhhht have disabled all the alarms in the building before the interview, so you miiiiiiiight not be able to call for help. I'm glad we can finally come to an agreement~ quote:What got you into your life of crime? Hmmmmm~ If you reeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaally wanna know, then I'm going to have to charge you extra! Oh, you do have a choice, but only one of those choices will get you out of this room~ Ahh, you just made the right choice! It all started when I was but a wee lass, living a boring, modest, mundane life, with an overbearing, controlling mother. Everyday would be the same, boring routine. Get up, go to school, come back home, study, eat, sleep, repeat. That was my life for 17 years, devoid of any kind of excitement, or freedom. I was so sick of it. I had to do something, anything to break the monotony that was my life, so... I stole. One day, a girl was showing off a doll her dad gave her as a birthday present, so I broke into her locker, and took it. The next day, another girl came wearing an expensive bracelet her boyfriend got her, so I snatched it while she wasn't looking, and so on and so forth. I kept stealing from the other students as the days went by, and then I started stealing from the teachers, and then I stole from the school itself! Do you remember reading about how a bunch of expensive trophies just ~mysteriously~ went missing? I might have something to do with that~ And.it.all.felt.amazing. Do you know how freeing it is to realize that, if there's something you want, you can just take it? You can just make it yours? Who cares about what some silly law says! Why should the rich be the only ones who can afford nice things for themselves? I deserve it as much as they do! My methods are just more... fun~ quote:How did you gain your particular set of skills? Practice, practice, practice~ I can teach you how to be as good as I am... for a price~ Aw. Well, it was worth a try. There's no real secret to it, I'm just that good. I've picked up a lot of important skills over the years, but the most important thing I've learned is how to not be seen. I had a lot of... practice sneaking around back when I was living with my mother, so I decided to use what I learned at a much larger scale. It's all about the blind spots. You can have the most advanced security system in the world, but it can't watch over everything, now can it? How else do you think I got in here without anybody noticing, hmhmhmhm~ quote:Who, outside your peers, thinks you just a two-bit thief? Ahh, you must be talking about Disaster Master, right? Oh, don't mind him. He's just a little sore since I broke into his hideout, stole all his equipment, and sold it all on eBay~ Why would I do that? He was just being a little rude to me the day before, calling me a "no-good, snot-nosed brat," so I decided to teach him a little lesson, hmhm~ By the way, would you happen to be interested in a slightly used, slightly untested Plasma Striker? It's a special, plasma-powered gun that can pierce through just about anything, and it can be yours today for just $499.99!~♪ No? Not interested? Okay, your loss~ quote:Why do you try to be a villain? For fun and profit, of course! ...What? It really is as simple as that. What's the alternative? Living as a hero? Please. Heroes put too many rules and restrictions on themselves. At least with the lifestyle I chose I have the freedom to act the way I want, and nobody in the villain world will ever bat an eye, or moralize at you when you start stealing valuable objects. Unless you steal from them, of course, but then again, that's their own fault for letting it happen~ quote:Why do you suffer the others? "Suffer" is such a strong word, don't you think? I actually quite like being around most of them, and they're all so useful, in their own, little ways. Working solo is fine and all, but working with a group is so much more fun. Besides, you never know, I might need one of them to be the pats- *AHEM* I mean, I might need one of them to give me a... helping hand on one of my many business ventures, of course. Yea, let's go with that. quote:Who recruited you for BRANCH in the first place? How, and why? Oho! That's actually quite the tale! I couuuuuuuuuulllld tell you about how I met my sponsor, but, well... I'm so happy you understand me by now~ So, there have been these rumors floating around about this sorceress who owned this special magical amulet. Word on the street is that this amulet, when worn by someone who had even an inkling of magic in them, had the ability to increase their magic power by 10 fold. Now, I don't know much about magic, or the occult, or anything related to that, but what I DO know is that there are people who are willing to pay thousands, even millions, just to get their hands on this amulet, and that was enough motivation for me to... acquire it. I tracked down the location of the amulet to an a creepy, old manor, somewhere south of the city. I couldn't find the name of the owner of the amulet, but I didn't let that bother me. I've stolen from people with powers before, how bad can one sorceress be? Now, at this point, I thought I was fully prepared to face anything thrown in my way, but I don't think anything would have ever prepared me for what I faced inside the manor. There were magic traps everywhere. Any normal thief would have given up by now, but I am no normal thief, now am I? I'm Scarlet Rose! I am a girl on a mission, and no amount of hellhounds, portal mazes, or rooms filled with giant spiders will stop me from getting my prize! I eventually made my way into what looked like to be a study room, and there it was, sitting on a table, glowing a green iridescent light. It was the amulet, and it was practically asking me to take it. I made sure to look around the room carefully, and when I was sure nobody else was around, I moved in to snatch my hard-fought prize... and that's when I found myself unable to move, and appearing from the shadows, was the owner of the amulet. The sorceress, and big-time villain, Black Orchid.  Black Orchid approached me, and I thought for sure this would be the it for me. She stood in front of me... and smiled. "Impressive. No one has ever managed to best my traps, no less a mortal like yourself. It would be a shame to let talent like yours go to waste. Tell me, young one, have you ever heard of BRANCH?" And the rest, as they say, is history~ quote:Which of New Genesis' teenage heroes annoys you the most? Hmmmmmmm, I'm not sure if I really like that question. Here, let me improve it for you, free of charge~ quote:
Much better.  He calls himself Cold Front, You can guess his powers by his name. Frosty and I met on one of my... business acquisitions, and it's been magic ever since. He's so much fun to play around with! He's always so serious, and he's got that brooding charm about him. Mm~. And he gets flustered so easily! It is adorable how much he blushes whenever I tease him! He says he hates it when I do that, but I know better, hmhmhm. I always look forward to our little dances together~ quote:What's the most interesting fact you learned about New Genesis? What do you dislike about it? Did you know there's apparently a network of thieves within the city who work independently from BRANCH? From what I've heard, they're lead by this man who calls himself The Prince of Shadows (Seriously), and they're responsible for some of the biggest thefts in the city. Remember when the clock tower in the middle of town went missing one day? Apparently that was them. Don't ask me how they did it, I'd love to know myself! As for what I dislike, hmmmmmmmmmm, the competition is rather... stiff. I'm not the only one who wants to make money around here, so I often run into others who are after the same thing as I am, and those encounters never go well. The Crook posted:Villain Name: Scarlet Rose Tardzilla fucked around with this message at 13:31 on Jan 3, 2017 |
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CirclMastr posted:Can I apply if I don't have Masks? I'm somewhat confused as to how you'd play without knowing the rules, but I'm not against it. Assuming you manage to find a way to make a character.  It heavily relies on knowing the base game. It's not really standalone. Yami Fenrir fucked around with this message at 18:07 on Dec 26, 2016 |
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Interest post for Helion. Re-apping Breakout! - - -   quote:The concert was amazing. The feeling in the room was crazy and electric and powerful. In the midst of the crowd, the girl danced. She danced with anyone and everyone. She was flirtatious with everyone and she laughed and screamed in joy as the band on stage blasted out tracks from their new album. She was part way through dancing on a gorgeous blond with wandering hands. She was the life of the party, everyone loved her! Yes! This was the way life was meant to be!!! Why did you make your pact with the Dark Power? I was ten when I first signed the pact. Dad insisted. He's a bad guy too. He calls himself Silver Skull.  People think there should be a grand ceremony, some big ritual. But it wasn't. He handed me a phone, and it started ringing. Dad said it was Mom. So I answered it. I was actually excited. Then I heard her voice. Everyone else hears her howling. But I understand it. She cooed over a drawing I'd done. She asked about me. She treated me so nicely... When she said that she needed my help to come and visit, how could I say no? So I agreed. I agreed freely, of my own will. Because what kinda girl wouldn't want to see her Mom? And when she sent me the gift of my powers. Well, that was just icing on the cake. Hehehehe How did you find your Lair? ....by looking for it? Sorry, sorry. I mean. I used to practice by trying to find the places where Mom's power felt strongest. I'd jump through one realm after the other, trying to follow the string. Then I sort of, ripped a hole in one of the realms and fell through into the bottomless nothingness between the worlds. Then I found it! This place, some twisted fascimally of reality. I could feel my Mom's power flowing through it. I think she made it to save me. Because otherwise I was so totally dead. It took me a while to get my head around how the place was supposed to work. Have you ever seen like, those mind spaces? With the upside down staircases? Where you're walking up them, but you're also in the background. It's kinda like that. I was trying to navigate my way through, but then I worked out that I didn't have to. That was the trick. I was practically walking on the spot. All I needed to do was bring where I wanted to go to me. And it worked!!! I've practiced a lot with my dimensional warping there. I mean, it's practically made for me. And god, is it funny to throw people in there and watch them get lost for a while. Dad yelled at me when I got back. Because I could have died exploring worlds I wasn't ready for. But pshhh, I GOT this! Now I find all kinds of ways to slip inside. I mean, anyone can do it, but only the gifted can work out how to move through it without getting lost! Who, outside your peers, is tied to the Dark Power? There's some who Mom tried to gift. But who threw the powers back in her face! I mean, how DARE they!!! That's MY Mom you're disrespecting! You better believe I'm going to throw down to defend her good name! I mean, yes, we're taking over the world, but still! No one bad mouths my family! Oh my god. There was this dork!  This is Djin. Mom gave him the gift before me. But he had the nerve to be horrified and try to find ways to keep her out! What a dick! So, I broke into his house and I kidnapped his dog. Now, I know what you're thinking. But no, I'm not going to kill the dog, it was WAY too cute! So, I set it up and trained it to wee on his clothes! Well... I wanted to do that, but he was just soooo CUTE!!!! I kept him for like a week. I mean, I'd never had a puppy before!  I named him Muffins  So I'm out walking Muffins one day, trying to teach him to beg so I can try and steal from them while their backs were turned. I wanted to turn Muffins into my sidekick, you see? He was going to be BreakDog!  I drew this. It was going to be amazing!!!! Well, anyway, Djin shows up and he challenges me to a fight! And I was going to throw down and show him who's boss, and then Muffins just runs over to him and jumps on him! I though he was getting savaged but Muffins was licking him. I was so upset that I ran away to my lair and I cried for hours. Now I try to send him tweets to show how little I care that Muffins chose him over me. While secretly plotting to destroy him! Maybe I should try and lure him into a trap by stealing his girlfriend....? Ohhh! Then I can warp reality around him and trap him in a warp maze while twisting his soul from within until his mind snaps like a pringle! Then I can set him on fire! Yeah! Oh! And how can I forget about Zer0?  Zero accepted the gift, but it kinda made him totally insane, and now he sets everything on fire. His dream is to reduce humanity back to a zero state with the first invention. Fire! He's fun, and kooky in a sort of cute way. Dad disapproves. But I'm a big girl, I can date who I want. N-Not that I'd want to date him! But if I did, I'd do it because I wanted to. But I wouldn't. Ever. What is it that your Dark Power wants from you, and from the world? Mom just wants to ummm... I'm not totally sure. She says she wants to see me, and make up for lost time. But I get the impression that she's a little more focused on tearing reality asunder and exterminating life as we know it. I mean, she always say's she's not. But maybe she's lying to me? I just want to make her proud! And I'm going to show her how much I've grown by being the one to open the door and let her in! Why do you suffer the others? Well... Um, It's got nothing to do with the fact I'm lonely. Nothing at all! No, they're there because, um, sometimes heroes are mean! A-And I need someone to distract them while I get ready to smack them in the head! Who recruited you for BRANCH in the first place? How, and why? Oh That was Dad. Um, I mean, The Silver Skull! But he didn't do it alone. He also got the backing of  He's called Spindle Lock. He's got a big sword. He did explain everything to me about himself, but I wasn't listening. He's got one of those voices, yack yack, yack yack yack! Talking endlessly. Uh, well, anyway. He and Da- Silver Skull were buddies back in the day. And he was all like "Let me train your child in the art of WAR!" And dad was all "Lol, k." And then I might have accidentally turned one of his safe houses into a kaleidoscopic hell maze for everyone but me forever... so I owe him. Big time. So Now he's making me be a official bad guy so I can earn enough cash to pay him back for all the stuff I lost him... or umm, how did he put it? "I know where you sleep..."? Which of New Genesis' teenage heroes annoys you the most? I... god! Don't even bring her up!  Snow White. She has got to be the biggest pain in my rear end! Oh look at her, little miss snowflake! She's soooo cute! She's sooo smart! She's sooooo perfect! With her stupid little snow-skulls, and her ice powers, and her perfect hair, and her great rear end! Huh, I hate her! I hate her soooooo much! She's lucky she's a hero with other super friends, or else I'd...! I'd...! Ohhhhh! It's NOT FAIR! Why can't people look at me like that?! I mean, okay, I blow places up and steal stuff, but I'm a girl too! I have needs! This whole thing started when she STOLE my boyfriend! Well, um, we weren't official or anything... I, well, we hadn't even talked. I 'might' have been 'stalking' him.  (Oh my god, he's ~perfect~!) And that hussy just walks up and sweeps him off his feet while I'm trying to get his attention. And he goes with HER! I mean! Clearly she's manipulating him somehow! What does she have that I don't? (Other then a base she's covered in ice so cold I can't melt it) I mean, I don't NEED him! I'm a strong, powerful, independent girl! I can do better! What's the most interesting fact you learned about New Genesis? What do you dislike about it? New Genesis is like a mecca of all kinds of peoples. Not just from this dimension but others too! The walls are thin enough that you can hook a small dimensional space onto it and cross over with a little push. So like there's a place where the Autumn court of the Sidhe elves resides, it's hooked onto a flower shop. I'm not allowed to go there anymore... not that it stops me! Well anyway, that's not the thing I wanted to tell you about. You see, there's something here, in the city, something from one of the other dimensions. Like some kinda parasitic bee that possesses people. They've managed to get through and set up a hive. It's in one of the financial offices. When I pass by I can feel the buzzing. I hate it, it's just really creepy. Like, I know I've like blasted people through the air, and stolen things. But I've never... well, I ~have~ kidnapped people, but um... I've never kidnapped anyone and possessed them to do my evil bidding to spread the mind control around! That's just horrible! Splinter Heart posted:
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 Diamond ICE, the Crook quote:What got you into your life of crime? You know what sucks? Growing up with nothing. My family never had what it took to get ahead. I had to scrape together everything I have by myself. And when I begin to make it, make enough money that they'd never need to worry about it ever again? They call the law on me. I wish I was kidding. Well, I guess I'm better off without them anyway. quote:How did you gain your particular set of skills? When I was young, I was that kid taking apart things to see how they worked and figuring out how to use computers. It turns out I was pretty great at it. It took a while for me to realize that not everyone found it incredibly easy to hack into just about anywhere, and how the things I was creating could be useful to get money. Which I could then make even better gadgets with, and so on and so on until I got the best equipment possible. quote:Who, outside your peers, thinks you just a two-bit thief? White Hat, some boring buzzkill. She uses her powers "for good", trying to to protect things and keep systems safe. Which is pretty funny because I can always hack around it. If she was any better it'd be super annoying. But boy oh boy does she not like me. Thing is, she learned her trade from Mainframe, some old retired dude who had piles of money to throw around and train really annoying people apparently. So someone who had everything handed to her likes to lecture someone who made their money with hard work about the "morality" of it. Ha! quote:Why do you try to be a villain? Because it pays better. And I already have a record, which would impact my chances of being accepted if I wanted to be. Which I don't. Did you know when my family reported me, they sent a super "hero" to capture me? They kind of realized I was above the level of ordinary police. The guy they sent attempted to "non-lethally disable" me. Well, he certainly disabled my eye. It was just written off by everyone else. So don't tell me how heroes are better then everyone else and blah blah blah - if they mess up, everyone's willing to look the other way. At least I'm honest about myself. And to be a little more open here...It's a pretty fun way to make a living. Where else are you going to find the kind of people you run into the world of supervillany? quote:Why do you suffer the others? Listen - I can hack into just about anything and whip up all kinds of gadgets and gizmos, but at some point you run into superpowered resistance. I'm good at getting away but you can't keep doing that in this line of work. Otherwise you get a bad rep and nothing else. So yeah, I need other people to be around when the good guys or whoever show up. I'm not stupid, I know I can't handle them by myself. quote:Real Name: Hunter Bonney quote:Who recruited you for BRANCH in the first place? How, and why? So after a few jobs on my own, I kind of realized the need for a team. You're kind of limited to small time gigs by yourself. Well, in my e-mail that I use for job offers came one from BRANCH. I wasn't sure if it was real or not with that name, but I looked it up online and seemed legit. So I responded, and met up with Computer Master. You know, the guy so old that "being able to use a computer for its basic functions" was something you could base your villain name on when he was active. I mean to be fair, he's kept up with the times and is still a master of using them today. Anyway he noticed my work and thought I'd make a good addition to BRANCH. And I agree. quote:Which of New Genesis' teenage heroes annoys you the most? Ugh. Okay. So. There's this hero named Touchdown. Football themed guy, very strong, don't get tackled by him. Thing is, he's pretty much the total stereotype of a jock. I know, I know, coming from a tech-savy and computer hacker kind of person this sounds like a "bitter nerd" thing. But he really is! And yes, when we've clashed he's talked about how he was going to kick my "nerd rear end." Then he shoved me in a nearby locker. This is stupid. I know there isn't some dumb nerd/jock rivalry in reality but he's dedicated to making it happen for...some reason? I just...why is he so into this stupid gimmick? It's like he wants us both to follow stupid stereotypes. All I can do is hope we don't run into each other I guess. quote:What's the most interesting fact you learned about New Genesis? What do you dislike about it? The black market here is amazing. What's can't you buy? Haven't found the answer yet. And sometimes you find incredible deals. Like Glasya-Labolas here. I was shopping around, looking for something to keep me safe. And I found her for sale. She's actually quite normal, but hahahaha oh man is it great when she just unleashes on someone not expecting a cat to be dangerous. The worst thing? The people who are born rich in this city. Oh they're bad just about everywhere else, I can tell you that, but in New Genesis they seem to go above and beyond the normal sliminess. Like to think they're "above" everyone else. I'm not gonna lie, stealing from them is always the best part of a job. Heliotrope fucked around with this message at 08:35 on Dec 27, 2016 |
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  Gospel, the Scion Take heed and pay homage, for you'll never see the like of what I shall show you today ever again. quote:How did you fall in, and fall out, of favor? "There exists a great fellowship amongst thieves and through such a fleeting long passed fellowship The Gospel was born, allow me to paint you a picture." "A child, lonely, despondent, he has talents, and yet they are the talents looked down upon by his peers. A thief, a name for every prejudice, and every accusation." "And there, the master, he sees in this child the talents that other so readily scorn, he wishes to shine this diamond in the rough" "And the child grows, and he shines, but the shine is, crooked. The child has ways of thinking the master discourages but try as the master might, the child twists." "For the child believes that what you should take, should be taken through force. There is no crime too grave for the ultimate prize, no deed so base as to turn his back from his ideals." "Eventually the master is forced to cut loose the child who he feels he has failed, and the child seeing the only person who ever gave his approval turn his back like all the others did, darkens like tarnished silver." "And in the end, there is only left a name, the name is the Gospel. He speaks the word of truth, and in his own path he seeks prove his calling is just." "And one day the student shall return to the master, and then we shall see who learned their lesson" quote:Who is your predecessor? Are they a hero or villain?  "Such labels on morality are base and undeserving for those who live in the shadows. He was a master thief, this was all there was to it. He cast aside his name long ago so for the sake of expediency we shall henceforth refer to him as The King of Thieves." "He is the current Heir to the throne of The Shadow, the greatest thief of all time, to reach such a title he has performed countless great acts of theft, and staggering advances in the art of larceny. His power is that of photographic muscle memory, everything he observes, he may replicate, everything he has seen he remembers. It has granted him a degree of physical and mental prowess that mere mortals can never hope to touch, his movements are divine, his stance unapproachable, his person untouchable by such crude instruments. Oh but to be able to move like him, but alas our partnership was forcibly cut short due to..." "Creative differences." "Within recent times however he seems to have withdrawn from public life entirely, only showing himself briefly to chosen apprentices, and barly speaking to anyone period. Is he ill? Is he in hiding? Is he merely preparing for a legendary heist? It matters not come the finish, for in order to take what is mine, I'll have to draw him out of his self imposed isolation." quote:Who, outside your peers, is also tied to your Birthright?  "Ah yes, my compatriots. My dear brother Winslow and my sweet sister Annabel, fellow orphans taken into fold by the King of Thieves. Twin telepathy you see, you cannot have one without the other being nearby, a very valuable skill for those who work in co-operation with each other." "But unlike their poor destitute brother, they remained on as apprentices from the King of Thieves, and are now even performing capers on their own. Their combined skills are reasonably impressive in comparison to mine and I observe their careers with a passing interest being that it's quite hard to hear anything about the King himself these days. But sadly, they are held fast by the restrictive thinking of their teacher. Completely wasted talent, they could have been stalwart allies to claim the title, now they are merely one of many stepping stones on my personal path to glory." "In time, I will have to deal quite harshly with them. A shame really." quote:Why do think you deserve the Birthright? "What defines a great thief? Great acts of theft, there is no other interpretation that would fit, you wish to be immortalized, acquire a score that will see to your immortality through tales of great infamy, forever." "But it appears as though recently, there have been many clauses added to the arrangement. A thief should not threaten, a thief should not resort to violence at the first resort, a thief should have a code of honour." He sneers at this. "What is honour? The physical value of honour is worthless, those who abide by it are pray to those who discard it, it is as simple as that. In the world of cutthroats and brigands such restrictions are a self inflicted handicap to prevent those with the means from attaining the greatness, shackled from within, chains of the soul." "I have long since broken those chains, I shall let the brilliance of my art shine forth, not to be marred by shackles of the heart but free to achieve." "Absolute, divine, perfection." quote:Why do you suffer the others? "Pride is one thing, turning away valuable help because of it is a folly of the highest order. I may not need you, but you need me truthfully, for you all lack ambition. Your villainy is aimless, your schemes are fairly lowbrow, and truth be told I have never seen a more rougher and dirtier bunch of diamonds in this entire mire of a city." "But with enough appropriate sanding I do believe I can make you all shine" quote:Who recruited you for BRANCH in the first place? How, and why? [Picture here] "Ahh yes Madame Vinter, YGGDRASIL's premier Iron Lady and the women who is the engine who keeps the henchmen of the organization well oiled and in check. A woman as cold and merciless as her namesake and also a headteacher." "Oh yes I'm enrolled in her academy, the Barrowdales Academy for wRongdoing, Overachivement, and Nastiness (or B.A.R.O.N for short) is the foremost center of learning for those with particular skills. A lot of superpowered orphans with otherwise difficult powers as well as the offspring of the villainous upper classes end up in her school, where they are given a valuable education that will make them contributing members of society. And then a few are taken out of the system if they are judged suitably worthy for what is named The Black Syllabus, and this is where the real intention of the academy comes to the fore. For it is in truth, an academy for future supervillains." "I must have done something right to earn her personal endorsement, for I was invited to enroll after my first solo caper post-abandonment, and immediately assigned to the 'special program', perhaps she sees something I do not." quote:Which of New Genesis' teenage heroes annoys you the most?  *Sigh...* "If the character of a man is defined by the enemies that he makes, it's rather unfortunate that one of my opponents is such a man of base and ignoble method. The Webmaster has taken to emulating the 'noir detectives' from comic books. This essentially means the man is a surly braggart with little manners and a fashion sense several years out of date, equip with several devices of his own making and a mind that is respectably sharp (but nowhere near the genius of The Gospel)." "This would be enough to make the boorish man in question of low esteem in my eyes, but he has acquired himself a reputation for being a capable crime fighting prodigy and a heroic detective to boot, so as these things often go the man has since taken on himself to pursue me as the most elusive target he has encountered yet. Hmph, despite my protestations he seems to have been cemented as the Holmes to my Moriarty, if Holmes was a jumped up surly jackboot, instead of a man of wealth and taste, befitting an opponent of such high class and calibre." "I deserve better nemesi." quote:What's the most interesting fact you learned about New Genesis? What do you dislike about it?  "I like to think that I have a hobby as an amateur historian, and the history of this world is, very interesting to be certain. But of this place in particular? It's ancient." "When you go past the glass and steel that dominates the skylights now you can see it in some of the older districts, the results of settlements established in the hey day of the superhero rennaisance, joining up until they became one mega-settlement as a result of the building and rebuilding one does in the presence of super powered beings and the conflicts they bring until it all comes together naturally. But, if you go even deeper then that? Catacombs, miles below the city, it appears as though on at least two or possibly even three separate occasions there used to be other settlements here. If you know where to look you can find old streets, old infrastructure and even old church houses, such as the one I use as my very own secret base within what I personally refer to as Old Genesis. And I have only plumbed a scant quarter of the city under the city of New Genesis there are places I have only heard in rumour further below, waiting in darkness for someone to find." "What once was is certainly more intriguing then what is now today. Today New Genesis is somewhere between a termite mound, and a mouldering corpse of a beached whale. It used to be a city that celebrated it's traditions once upon a time, now districts that had been there since the first foundations were laid are being torn down for cheap, by the dozen housing and old memorials torn down for raw materials." "The past is being cannibalized for the future, and for what purpose? Perhaps one day New Genesis will fall into the earth like the ruins of Old Genesis, a mere curiosity to some, but ultimately fated to be lost to the annuls of time, then paved over and forgotten forever. There's a metaphor in this somewhere." quote:Gospel, The Scion. TheNabster fucked around with this message at 20:27 on Mar 10, 2017 |
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interest post, expect an invader or hellion from me soon e: nevermind, been having a hard time thinking up a character idea i like and i'm busy over the weekend so i doubt i'll be able to have something up by the deadline Brother Entropy fucked around with this message at 21:51 on Dec 28, 2016 |
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Might have a Hellion, possessed of the power/spirit of an ancient sorceress. Will see!
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Marking a spot, was interested in the original thread but was short on time. Maybe the magic will happen this time!
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I'll try my hand at a Monster, this time for real. WIP At this very moment, in this very city, there are people that can bend metal with their bare hands, melt armored cars with a glance and fly ignoring all the laws of physics. They are barely regulated, and when they are, it's mostly by their peers, who have a vested interest on keeping it all lax. Does this seem normal and acceptable to you? Of course it is. They've got you completely bamboozled. You can't look beyond the flashy colors, the clever nicknames, the catchphrases. You can't see them for what they are. Monsters. [img][/img] Just like me. Am I jealous that they get accolades and parades, while I got locked in a cellar and had to listen to a crazy priest tell me that I'm the literal spawn of demons? Of course. But being praised isn't important, not really. What's important is that the world has to realize that this situation is untenable. All it takes is one lucky monster escaping the notice of the government-backed monsters theoretically on the side of the law and the damage to lives and infrastructure would be out of this world. I'm going to be that monster, and send that message. And if I get to enjoy a bit of carnage in the meantime, hey, I won't look a gift horse in the mouth. Who were you before? There was a time when I was but one of the countless orphans left in the care of St. Olga's Institute for the Abandoned; the local nun, Sister Adelaide, called me Mark Diotallevi, which she told me means "may God raise you" in Italian, her language of origin. Ironic, considering that between my red leathery skin, my bulging veins, and the mounds on my head that would later become my horns, I didn't look like someone Baby Jesus would look kindly upon. If you expect me to give you a sob story about how I was bullied as a child because of the way I looked, though, get bent, you uninspired moron. The sister was always understanding towards me, and the other kids... well, I was far too big and far too scary for them to get any funny ideas. But they sure as hell didn't like me. Who, or what, made you this way? paradoxGentleman fucked around with this message at 16:57 on Jan 2, 2017 |
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Reserving this post for a nerdy Mikedawson fucked around with this message at 02:28 on Dec 27, 2016 |
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nvader goes here: WIP The Mandelbrot Threat, Invader from the 25th dimension.   Listen up, you monkey-brained primitives! This is your future ruler speaking! I, Dr. America Soterios Guerrera, your moral and mental superior, have arrived to lay waste to your puny dimension. Consider yourself conquered. Well, that about wraps that up. Time for a nap. quote:Where do you come from, and why are you here? You're probably wondering where I come from. I was born in the Hyperamerican Megaversal Empire, a post-post-post-singularity multidimensional sociopolitcal entity that lies simultaneously in both your far flung future and your distant past. That doesn't make any sense to your linear monkey brains? I assure you, in 25 spatial and temporal dimensions, it's clear as loving day. Life in the HME is, of course, an eternal orgasmic utopia by the primitive standards of your backwards mudball, but even in paradise, there are levels and levels of bliss. I was a doctor – in the 25th dimension, we all have doctorates, often three or four of them – of Essential Imperial Sanitorial Excellence, Junior Grade which would be, in the simplistic parlance of your world, an apprentice janitor: a position that, I assure you, is much loftier and accorded much more respect in the 25th dimension. Even so, I aspired to more. So it was with joy that I learned that the Eternally Youthful Empress -- What? Why yes, we invest all political authority in a single immortally beautiful monarch. Why? How do you lot arrange things? Voting? What the gently caress is that? -- Anyway, the Empress, blessed be her spotless rein, announced that she was seeking a consort to share joint rule of the Empire with her; a partner, a spouse, a bosom companion, a, not to put to fine a point on it, gently caress-buddy. And, in the grand traditions of the 25th dimension, she would be holding a vast, multiverse spanning contest to choose her mate. So, obviously, I was all over that. I used the privileged access afforded to my position to explore every nook and cranny of the Imperial Manse, looking for some secret that would help me win the Empress over. In the dustiest and most ancient archives, I found what I was looking for; an ancient tome that identified the Empress's origin; the one planet in the lone galaxy in the single dimensional parallel that she was born in, long, long ago. A primitive little place called Urth. A time and a place where people still believed in ridiculous superstitions like capitalism and genetics and gender. A place where no one had invented Slood or Kickmensional Fractics or Epigengineering. A place where people still thought the “laws” of physics were more than quaint suggestions. You know; a shithole. So I stole a Dimensional Bore from the palace garage and headed for that spacetime locale. I had a plan; I figured that all it would take for me to wow the primitive natives of the Empress's home would be to flex my 25th dimensional muscles; stuff like turning into a scythe-clawed Megaraptor, or punching someone so hard they slid down the evolutionary ladder, would probably impress those Urthers, even if, in the 25th dimension, that sort of thing was considered a bit like ventriloquism, or the acoustic guitar; a dumb trick nerds use to unsuccessfully impress women at parties they weren't invited to. Of course, piloting the Dimensional Bore turned out to be a leeetle more difficult than I thought, and I ended up smearing its constituent particles across a spatial substrate exactly the size of Wyoming, but I survived, and I managed to salvage the unarmed escape pod – still a formidable warship by the standards of this world – and the ship's Troubleshooting AI, Klip'e. With that, I figure it's only a matter of time before I manage to bend the governments of this world to my whim and make them bow to me. Then I can give the Empress the gift of her homeworld-time, all wrapped up in a crystalline sphere inexplicably filled with false snow, like you people seem to like. Also, I might carve her face on a mountain, or two. Then her heart will surely be mine! So, to sum up: I am here to conquer your planet so that a pretty girl will notice me. quote:How does your Contagion influence those around you? And if I sometimes fail to turn things into the things I want, well... the reasons for that are equally complex. Every failure is a learning experience. It's not like YOU could do any better. quote:Who, outside your peers, also comes from the same homeland? quote:Why do you still linger here on Earth? quote:Why do you suffer the others? quote:Real Name: America Soterios Guerrera quote:Who recruited you for BRANCH in the first place? How, and why?  She's a bit of a fellow traveler, in that she is also marooned in this place from an alternate universe. Although in her case, her home is an even more primitive and backwards dimensional time-shard where someone called Dracula invaded someplace called London with an army of something called Vampires. Yada yada yada, monsters, yada yada yada, lycanthropy, layda yada yada, army of night, etcetera. Honestly, who can keep up? Apparently, she was a small time thief in her world before gaining the ability to turn into a wolf -- Is that even a power? Who can't do that? -- because she's a small time thief in this world too. Despite the fact that she seems to have no ambition beyond the acquisition of trivial amounts of what passes for wealth in this place, I've been surprised to find that we get along well together. Her simplicity is charming, and she seems to have an intuitive understanding of the social order of this place. it was her idea to join this BRANCH place, because she said we could "game the system" to get protection out of it. So far, she hasn't been wrong. At least BRANCH seems to be moderately impressed with my superior abilities. It was also her idea for me to adopt a false moniker. Apparently everyone in this place who is extraordinary has one. She says that the more obvious the pun, the more respect the name earns. She also promises me she is not "taking the piss", for some reason. quote:Which of New Genesis' teenage heroes annoys you the most?  They think that just because their father is some sort of scarf-clad doctor of time that they can do whatever they want, such as break into a person's escape pod sanctuary and strike them in the face and make off with the goods they have so recently acquired and return them to their stupid former owners. Who cares if I didn't pay for it, the machine made iced coffee! Anyway, the time twins and their wretched cast of diverse companions seem to show up every time I attempt to perform any of the odd little tasks BRANCH wishes me to attempt. And they're so loving full of themselves! As if the ability to master movement through a single additional dimension was any kind of comparison to being able to exist simultaneously in 25 of them! And who doesn't have a secret base that's bigger on the inside than the outside? Everyone in the 25th dimension has one of those! Admittedly, their adroitness with time-dilation does make them surprisingly fast. Really, astonishingly fast.... Lightning fast, I think is the expression. And talk about light on their feet... Look, they're just really hard to hit, okay? Shut up! As if you could do any better. Besides, the jail cell was trivially easy to escape from. quote:What's the most interesting fact you learned about New Genesis? What do you dislike about it? If there is anything I do enjoy, it's the thinness of the walls between worlds in this place. Time and space are more flexible here than almost anywhere else on this world. Even some mundane, three dimensional folk seem to have developed the ability to walk between worlds, something I had not thought possible for people who don't understand superpositional transfractal calculus. There is a small sect of ancient monks,for instance, located in something called a "strip mall" between something called a "Papa Johns" and a rotting frozen lactate dispensary, who have mastered a primitive form of Kickmensional Fractics, which lets them create miniature wormholes by inexpertly punching the air. They don't even understand the math, but I witnessed one old man do fourth order space-boxing! I think, perhaps, that the geometry of the city is what is causing this. Perhaps I should steal the civil architectural plans? 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Expect to see a Radical here soon.
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 It is me! Back home, we don't really have "personal names" like on Earth, but I think Keziah Smith is a worthy way of expressing a discrete identity! Ah, you are the BRANCH interviewer? Yes, I am Keziah Smith, who I know a number of Earthmen call Red Bishop, and I am delighted to make your acquaintance! I'm certain that the character of what we call the Chain of Being has been related to you, yes? It is a fiddly concept, but certainly if you have been taught the nature of the YGGDRASIL enough to use it so cleverly for your organization proper, then the Chain cannot be too far off...? Ah, no, then? Well, let me explain. You see, when a species first manifests into the manifold universe, it arrives knowing very little and works its way up -- you know this, I am sure. Yet it seems to an innocent thinker, when his species is first starting out, that progress must ever be tip-toeing towards an uncertain and variable future, yes? But this is a misconception. This feeling where you are cresting a great wave of progress, as if all were "science fiction," and yet feel rooted in an unchanging world, it is a bottleneck, and when the congestion of old ideas has experienced sufficient psychic wear and tear, social structures and science and natural law go "pop" all at once, and suddenly it is all so blindingly clear how a world is ordered and what the rules are... that is a step up the Chain, yes? And then the process repeats, though subsequent steps are often shorter. My people, we are several steps "up" -- as they insist on saying. We have abandoned things like "personal names" and "law" and "art." But surely you recall the Red Baroness and her dreadful Basilisk -- my mother, I am afraid. A fringe guru of my homeland, such as it is, made a villain by her arrogance and cultural ignorance. She meant to push Earthmen a stage "up" the Chain via her dread cull, on the grounds that you "did not know what was good for you" -- when she knew full well that the average citizen here would have no resistance to the semiotics of the Basilisk! Even as her guest, I could not condone such illegitimate treatment of so-called "lower orders." When I fled and hid among Earthmen, apart from mother's mandala-castle, the wonderfulness of Earthman culture was revealed to me. The limitations of pictorial "art!" The endless struggle of science! I immersed myself in endless cultures and cuisines! For a time, I even aided your heroes in throwing off mother's conceptual shackles with intelligence on the Chain of Being. Then, I was hailed as the Sunrise Ruby by the common Earthman -- I was shy, and the proper name and modes of speech eluded me. It may be that you've seen the photos...? Ah, that is too brash of me. Eh? Why now am I standing here before you? Well, I have lived comfortably on your Earth for a time, but in that time -- despite the eternal delights and luxuries available to me -- it came to pass that your cultures began to reach the "bottleneck" I described, and the congestion sloughs off at a pace vastly accelerated. My studies led me to believe that it was the fault of organized superhumans -- yet when I suggested a disbandment to stave off the growth for a precious little longer, they told me to stop joking! We led a crusade to stop my mother before -- yet now it is right to sit back and allow this culture to be destroyed? What is wrong with them? How can they sit back and let all this beauty go to ruin? My wrath would have been -- ...ah, ahem. I -- forgive me. My temper, these days... ...I simply cannot imagine losing all this. The raw willpower of a starving man. The nobility of "revolutionaries" seeking a more just tomorrow, and the agonizing pathos when they claim the battlefield amidst many valorous losses. The deep disquiet of the emotion "fear." All -- all culture, all "movies," all "books," all "restaurants" -- would be lost if you advanced a solitary step. So stopping the heroes and their super-science is not -- cannot be enough. I, Keziah Smith, the Red Bishop, must save you from the relentless pull of your Chain. In New Genesis, the clocks will stop, and Earthmen -- humanity -- will survive! ...ah, can I examine the workings of your car? I am fascinated by machines! We had none back home, you know. Just mandalas. quote:Real(?) Name: Keziah Smith Keep in mind, this is a Radical in theme, but shades heavily Invader in execution and aesthetics, though I think the Invader is primarily about "disdain for an inferior culture" and Keziah is all about puny Earthman culture; if you think it'd work better as an Invader app, let me know, and I'll do some reworking.
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Poltergrift posted:snip Yes, once again, this is an Invader in all but name. Radicals are supposed to be sympathetic to ordinary people, even some heroes, not indecipherable. I feel like you could fluff the Invader's disdain about their culture to be more about their current path of progress, and it'd work better.
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Hey, just a quick update. Since I'm a loving genius and put the recruiting deadline exactly at the end of the holidays, I'mma go fix that and postpone the deadline to the 4th.
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Raijin My my, you've got quite the electrifying personality! Unfortunately, your sword is a bit more... eccentric. Now that you had some time with Raijinto, tell me about some of your recent misadventures. How did they happen? Speaking about having had some time, you're a bit more used to being your own man now. What do you think about Variable Reduction's actions now? You heard the news about that one Sinclair girl, right? Kamaitachi recently revealed something to extremely dangerous to you. What was it? Why didn't you want to hear it? Scarlet Rose Hey, remember that thing you stole last week? The cursed thing that you still haven't managed to get rid off, as it keeps reappearing? What is it, and why is it incredibly annoying? You ever heard of the Phantom Thief? That other teen villain that's TOTALLY encroaching upon your thing? What do you think about that frenchie? What's your obsession with money, anyway? I've seen archvillains with less money than you. Just what do you need this much money for? Breakout So, uhm, you get the slight feeling that your Mom may not really understand how this reality works. I mean, she keeps sending you gifts, but they always seem to desolve into a black, sludge so acidic that it probably melted a hole straight to the earth's core. Or close to, anyway. The last gift she sent, however, was surprisingly useful. What was it? You ended up meeting a hero in the Never-Never! Quite exciting, isn't it? How did that story end? NOT THE BEEEEEEEEEEES. How did you manage to anger the hive, completely accidentally? Diamond ICE So what's the deal with that cat, anyway? What's so special about it? I mean, there's like cybernetic dinosaurs and other things out there. What makes Glasya-Labolas dangerous? How did you get into hacking of all things when you were so poor? Where did you get your first computer from? What's the oddest thing you've seen in the market? Why did you buy it? And why do you regret that choice now?
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Invader's finished. Sorry for the delay with the last 3 questions; holiday stuff, y'know?
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  "Hey. You. Get lost." What changed you? "Are you even listening to me?" Alexander was supposed to be a hero. Part of the ODIN Initiative, which took young psychic talents and tried to use gene therapy and hypnotic suggestion to induce a stronger state in them. At first, it was pretty standard and loose, but when Dr. Bloom got involved, things took a different turn. Some sort of serum was implemented, and Alexander, always someone who showed a lot of potential, was immediately targeted for heavy dosage and testing. This leaves deep mental scarring, but also physical on the boy, who is only sixteen years old even now, and was ten when he was inducted into the program with the other "indigo children." How did you overcome? "I'm not going to ask you another time. Go away!" Something did break through the floodgates. What Alexander Lozada manifested wasn't like any psychokinetic capabilities they are familiar with. There was literally no force physical or otherwise that could restrain him, and it only got worse with the withdrawals from the serum. The ODIN Initiative was more or less shuttered publicly, but Alex is convinced they still operate, and has a mole on the inside that indicates as such. Ever since then, he's been a fugitive, as the government wants to contain him for his and others' safety, and his coming into villainy, was kind of accidental. He had nowhere else to go, and enough bad experiences to sour him on the better souls that would have helped me. Who, outside the team, do you blame the most? "Who the hell are you anyway to ask these questions?"  Dr. Virginia Bloom is a picture perfect representation of a super-scientist in New Genesis. She has all the best intentions in the world, but unfortunately no restraint or really qualms about pushing it to the limit, and perhaps inadvertently manipulative with her kind demeanor and always asking permission for what she does, seeming to not understand that others may not know the full consequences as she does of what she asks. It represents everything that Alex has come to hate: A dangerous innocence, almost childish for an adult to have. He doesn't trust anyone that treats him with kindness for this reason. Why do you try to be a villain? "I didn't want to hurt you but now I'm changing my mind." That is one of the many screwed up things about all of this. Alex wanted nothing more than to be a hero. He fully embraced the Initiative, and ODIN was going to be his way to turn what was just a sensitivity into a way he could protect people. Then, for a while, he wanted nothing more than to be left along. BRANCH however showed him there was another way. They told him that there was a way to get back at all the people that hurt him. That kind of felt good, and suddenly, he wasn't as much Alex anymore. He was Clutch. Why do you suffer the others? "... I warned you." It's really lonely being out on the lamb. Clutch would never easily admit it, but he has been separated from his peers a good portion of his life and is more than a little maladjusted for it. He barely has a middle school education, and worse of all has to take remedial reading and math classes through BRANCH to catch up which is extremely demeaning on so many levels. He's been broken by his transformation, and his becoming a villain is just lashing out. What he really needs is people that sort of understand him on the level he's at, but unfortunately he'll not likely respond to that understanding all too well, because of his past experiences. Luckily, villains are rarely kind. Character Sheet posted:Alter Ego: Clutch Who recruited you for BRANCH in the first place? How, and why?  "This guy told me how it really was. His name is Backbite, which should tell you about how much I trust him, but that didn't change the fact he gave me the way out of just living on the run. I didn't ask what his story was because I couldn't give a crap. He was looking for some muscle, and thought he could use me, but he didn't hide that. He just told me straight up how we're users and used, and that... Taught me something. I mean, I kicked his rear end later, but uh, I think we're still cool." Which of New Genesis' teenage heroes annoys you the most?  "Cripes. People like Dr. Bloom, they're fake but they're not phony, you know what I mean? Not like Ronin. This rich kid butthole has all these tricks and treats being a costumed jerk like it's a hobby. He likes to toy with less experienced villains, and make a game out of it. What? No, of course not! I would never let this dweeb get the better of me. What!? Stop laughing! God, I hate Ronin so much." What's the most interesting fact you learned about New Genesis? What do you dislike about it?  "You know, I wasn't born here, but I did relocate when I was put into the Initiative. I didn't get a chance to really get to know the place. Did you know this place has like, a whole other city beneath it? This city was built on pylons over an older one, and the people still live down there, never seeing the sun. It's kind of... different. I don't know, but it kind of encapsulates everything I hate about this place, and I mean... It may hurt a lot of people, but the world has gotta see this. I need to bring this city crashing down, and let a little light shine underneath."
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Terrifyingly strong. Clutch can manifest massive psychokinetic projections of his hands that can tear through any physical object with ease, literally embodying unstoppable force. He can propel himself, not so might flight as a straight shot charge of force, propelling himself by his own kinetic blows.
I’m the Juggernaut
a mole 
___________________ is the boss. They’ve promised to help you get ahead if you follow orders.
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Yami Fenrir posted:So what's the deal with that cat, anyway? What's so special about it? I mean, there's like cybernetic dinosaurs and other things out there. What makes Glasya-Labolas dangerous? She's a very capable and dangerous fighter. Yeah sure, there are tons of weirder creatures out there - but people get thrown off their game when you literally throw an angry, screeching, howling cat that wildly flails her claws around and bites just wherever she can reach into their face. And she can't exactly talk or do human things, but she's pretty smart. Can follow orders and seems to understand whatever I tell her. Getting her to actually do something can be another matter entirely, but for the most part she obeys. And uh. She's very nice to have around. You know. As a pet. Or company. Because sometimes you don't have anyone else, especially after having to flee and set up a new life in a new city- Okay wait never mind Yami Fenrir posted:How did you get into hacking of all things when you were so poor? Where did you get your first computer from? Well everyone knows that computers are pretty much a necessity in this day and age. Thankfully there are places where you can use them for free. So when at the library, I find that I'm very good with them. You know when you figure out what your talents are? I knew that to get better I would need better equipment and a better location. It's kind of easy to track a hacker who has to use public computers. So I did whatever work I could, made a few devices for various other people to purchase, and manage to scrape enough money together for a really crappy computer. Moving around and stealing the use of whichever wi-fi signal was a little better for avoiding capture. I guess you could call that my first computer but it was more of a stepping stone. I could hack into more valuable targets and get more money which I used to get parts for something that could fit my needs. Kind of wish I still had it. More of a sentimental thing, I lost it when I got turned in. Did manage to make one just as good with what I could get here though. Went through my savings, but that's what joining YGGDRASIL is supposed to help with right? Yami Fenrir posted:What's the oddest thing you've seen in the market? Why did you buy it? And why do you regret that choice now? So I'm more of a science guy. But it can't hurt to bridge out a bit, maybe use other kinds of powers in this world right? So I bought something called Xorti's Diamond. Fits with my motif and apparently it's supposed to bring luck to the wearer. Well. Turns out that it's a spirit that grants said luck. So I have my hands on it, trying to figure out if there's anything I need to do and suddenly out comes this ghost or whatever who intones "BEFORE YOU ARE GRANTED THE BOON OF XORTI, YOU MUST PROVE YOURSELF WORTHY YOUNG ONE. DEFEAT THE OTHER WHO SEEKS MY POWER AND IT SHALL BE GIVEN TO YOU." So there's someone else looking for this, but the spirit just jumped right back into the diamond and won't come out or answer any questions I try to ask about this. Kind of a useless thing then right? No power granted and it put a target on me. So I figure I'll just toss it away while I'm outside and stop this. But when I get home, I hear that same booming voice go "ONCE YOU HAVE ACCEPTED THE CHALLENGE YOU CAN NOT ABANDON IT. ONLY VICTORY OR DEFEAT WILL FREE YOU." Real fun to hear that come out of nowhere. So now I'm stuck with this thing that won't go away and that someone, who I have no information about, is also trying to get ahold of. Maybe I should see if there's anyone with magical gifts who can get rid of it for me. Technology doesn't do this kind of crap you know. Although...I mean, if I did win I would have a pretty handy magical artifact to use. That's kind of keeping me from find a way to get rid of it. That, and I wouldn't be surprised if the cost of that is going to be out of my budget.
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 Breakout sat in the waiting room, fidgeting with her hoody. The gang of heavily armed armoured up soldiers around her not relaxing for a moment. Gosh, all this just for her! Her hand rose to the eyepatch. She didn't actually need it, she'd worn it because she though it looked cute. Lifting it up she peered at the assembled goons. She could probably turn them inside out. But that wouldn't do. This was an interview after all. Eventually she was called through to a blank little room, a chair, and a few one way mirrors. She sat herself down and gave a bright little smile. "Hello?! Breakout here! I've got an interview!" She called in a sing song voice. Waiting long enough to start wondering if she should speak again. But the interviewer beat her too it. The voice was distorted. She couldn't tell a gender or age. But it didn't matter. Her interview had begun! quote:So, uhm, you get the slight feeling that your Mom may not really understand how this reality works. I mean, she keeps sending you gifts, but they always seem to devolve into a black, sludge so acidic that it probably melted a hole straight to the earth's core. Or close to, anyway. The last gift she sent, however, was surprisingly useful. What was it? Oh.... how did they know about that? Oh well! She was always happy to talk about Mom! "Yeah, it's a bit sad, I don't tell her, because I don't want her to be sad! Thinking that all the presents she sends end up chewing a hole through the floor. That's... that's just not nice, you know?" She looks down at her knees and kicks her legs. "But, you're right. She does love to send gifts. You never know when she'll do it. So, I was in the middle of this massive fight. Wait. Sorry, that's not the best place to start. Right, so, um, there was this cat that I saw. And I started following it. Because, it was SOOO CUTE!!!" Breakout squeed in her chair at the memory of just how gosh darn cute this cat was. "Well, I found it had been camping in the ventilation shaft of this massive super bank. Like it had it's own secret entrance and everything. Now this bank was owned by Sir Diggby Forscyth. He was this crazy rich guy. Like half the bank was made just to contain a tenth of his wealth. Have you ever seen that scrooge McDuck cartoon? His vault of gold? Well, he has two of those!" Breakout shakes her head sadly. "I'd seen this awesome laptop and i-pod and all this cool things! But they were way too expensive! I couldn't afford that on my pocket money! But this Forscyth guy had soooo much, that he wouldn't notice if I took a couple million! So I followed the cat in, and the vents lead all the way to the vaults. I skipped the gold coin one. Went straight to the note vault. Far easier to steal and get stuff out! But no sooner then I'd started stuffing my pockets, then the cat attacks me!" She rolls up her sleeve to show the claw marks. "The cat was actually a shape shifting villen called The Tabby! And they'd been putting in all this work to steal the stuff, and I come waltzing in and ruin it!" She pouts, muttering under her breath that it wasn't her fault she didn't know. "A-Anyway, we start throwing down, and I might have triggered the alarms by blowing a hole in the wall. Security activates, and the room is filled with robots and guards and stuff, and I'm just pointing at the Tabby, like 'hey! She started it!'. We'll they charge, and I'm blasting away, and the Tabby tries to run for it, but she get's tazzed. That'll teach her for attacking me! Serves her right. But now I had a problem. The reinforcements just kept coming. It's so hard to try and fight your way out through all of the people. While trying to not destroy all the money you're trying to steal! And just in that moment, where I'm trying to work out what to do next, Mom sends me a gift!" She smiles. "See, Mom can send all kinds of things through. Not just physical things. But elemental forces too! I'd told her how I loved to watch lightning storms. It's so beautiful! Well, at some point. Mom mannaged to get hold of a storm could. And she started to push it through into out world. Lightning went everywhere! Massive booms of thunder! It was amazing! I just stood there and then started dancing! I mean COME ON! IT'S A LIGHTNING STORM! LIKE WOOOOOOOOOOO!" Breakout bounces in her seat, reliving the moment. "Suddenly it's all BOOM! CRASH! KA'POW! The lightning just starts overloading all the robots! Explosions everywhere! And then I remember I was supposed to be escaping! I grab a little more money and I step into the Never Never. Poof, gone! I keep all the money I stole in a suitcase. I feel like such a bad rear end whenever I walk around with it. The new toys don't hurt ether. Hehehehehe!" quote:You ended up meeting a hero in the Never-Never! Quite exciting, isn't it? How did that story end? "Oh my god! Ohmygod! OHMYGOD!!!" She clapped excitedly! "It was super exciting! You don't even know!" "I'd just, um, rescued, a Fairy Penguin.  I was still hurting over the whole BreakDog incident. So I though I'd try again, but with a penguin! BreakGuin! So I broke into the zoo, and I blasted like eight people and tore one of the staff members in two getting into the enclosure. I hadn't drawn up the plans yet. But I thought I'd try and get everything ready first. So I'm there in the Never-Never, trying to teach Fishy (I named her Fishy ) how to steal shiny things. Then all of a sudden I just hear someone yell 'hey! you!' and I'm like... whaaaaaaaa? So I turn around and there she is" "I can tell immediately, she's like me. Touched by Mom, or something like her. She's coming in all ready for a fight, covered in flames, and I'm just like Ahhhhhhhhh! Oh my god! You're in the Never-Never! I'M BREAKOUT! BE MY FRIEND!!!! I might have gotten caught up in the situation a little bit. She's a little freaked out, I mean, that wasn't the reaction she expected. She's all like 'Hey, I'm Flamewar, you gotta return that penguin or face justice!' and I'm all like 'what? No! Fishy is mine now! She will be my sidekick and become BreakGuin!' and she's all like 'no, that's dumb, she's not yours, give her back' and I'm like 'Nuh uh! It's not dumb! It's cool!'" Breakout is talking faster and faster, putting on a silly voice for whenever Flamewar is speaking. "Then she's all like 'we'll let the penguin decide, see who it goes too.' and I'm all like 'No! I'm not falling for that! (again)' and then Flamewar throws a fish at me! I mean, ughhhhh! That's just gross! Then she grabs Fishy and runs for it while I'm trying to get fish juice off of my clothes! Total dick move! By the time I caught up she's already got Fishy back to the zoo. I was really upset about it. But then I realised. I have a sister! I mean, she looks just like me! And she's one of those goody too shoes heroes! But I have a sister! And then I knew, I'd have to try and convince her that she should totally join me! I mean, can you imagine how much success we'd have in bringing Mom into the world if the two of us were working together?! I mean, I totally haven't forgiven her for stealing Fishy, but I'll get her back for it some day! Maybe I'll burn her house down!" quote:NOT THE BEEEEEEEEEEES. How did you manage to anger the hive, completely accidentally? Breakout opened her mouth, and closed it again. She looked uncomfortable. "Okay, but that whole thing was totally not my fault! I was just minding my own business! It wasn't my fault that that hero recognised me from the footage of the bank robbery! Or maybe it was the break in at the science lab were I rode that giant ant... or maybe it was the time I set the mayors pants on fire (because he was a liar, you see?) Anyway, I was eating lunch, just like a burger or something, the next thing I know I'm getting shoulder tackled through the air! And then I'm getting plowed through a building! Like, dude! Ow! I'm trying to work out what just happened. And this guy is all like 'Evil doer! Your days of crime are through! For I am the Aghhhhhhhh!' Because that's when the drones attacked." Breakout shuddered. "Have you ever seen someone put their foot through a live Wasps's nest? It's scary, right? Well imagine all that fury, but in fully grown adult men! Just swarming this dude and stabbing him the gently caress up. Oops, um, sorry, didn't mean to swear. But it was still really super bad! I booked it. No way I'm taking on a hive of those things! They're multidimentional, even if I stepped into another dimension they could probably follow me! Thing is, just like when you attack a wasp hive, they're spread out looking to attack stuff. So not only am I getting chased, but they're buzzing out of the hive to attack everything in sight! Supers start showing up really quick. But no one knows what to do about this! Because it's like ordenary people attacking others! Eventually they all just ganged up on the hive itself and went for the Queen, driving her away! Which is cool, I guess, but I was using the time to raid a nearby museum for the ancient sceptre of Anak'su'namoon. Said to be able to open a door to the realm of the dead, where the Black book of Death is said to be hidden! I mean, that's what they say, but it looked really pretty, so I nabbed it and made a run for it, before the alarms could call any of the nearby supers to come investigate." Breakout chuckled. Remembering her Dad's face when he'd opened his birthday present. (okay it was behind that skull mask, but it was how she imagined he looked that was important)
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Xanthippe St. Germain The Hellion  I look average. You'd never suspect, would you, what I can do, what beats inside me. I've been chosen, chosen by a great and ancient force that's given me abilities. Small towns can be so stifling when you don't conform. Everybody else was doing crap like choir and junior achivement, no idea how rotten it all way. Just me and a couple friends, we checked out of it all, stayed away and looked for our own answers. We found them...did we ever. We'd played around with plenty of spells and rituals from the internet, not that they ever seemed to do anything. Thinking back on it, we were playing with things we didn't understand - would a caveman know how to start a car? And then Karen, she took us one weekend over to the city and we poked around this awesome occult bookstore. I mean it had plenty of stupid crystal poo poo, but it had lots of old books too. Stephanie sweet-talked us back in and we just wandered, until I found the book. The book. Big and old and leather with actual metal bindings on it. I felt a shock when I touched it, and I knew I had to have it. We stuffed it under Karen's shirt and stole it, and I held it in my lap the whole way back. Once we were at my house, we started to read it - and I could, even though it's written in some ancient language. It told a story about an ancient kingdom, with different provinces all at war, a powerful sorceress and how she'd been defeated and returned, and then defeated again and would return in a later age. Then she talked to me. The voice in my head, I almost didn't believe it at first. "Yes," it whispered. "You'll do well." She offered me abilities, understanding. Power. What else could I say? Once I said yes, I felt power surge through me. Karen and Stephanie, they were startled and scared, until they weren't anything anymore. The power - The Sorceress, she called herself - helped me cast a spell that drained their life forces, to fuel my own power, and Hers. It made them...something else. They're still themselves, sort of, but they're monsters too, a pair of sphinxes A restoration of magic and an ancient realm, She said, and when She retook her throne, I'd sit at Her right hand, that of all the servants She'd recruited in this realm, I was the most promising. Nobody' ever told me something like that before. For now, I'm in New Genesis, with this team from BRANCH. They're...beneath me, so She keeps reminding me. Some of them are okay, really. I can't let that distract me from my mission. Yami Fenrir posted:Who recruited you for BRANCH in the first place? How, and why? I spent a few months hiding my new abilities, gathering books at Her direction, utill Ravenwing found me. He's very very mysterious, all mists and dark cloaks, a hood over his head and a voice that sounds like a metal shredder. Said She had sent him, and while She never told me outright, She never said he was lying. He said I could learn and grow my power by understanding the other types of power in this world, and that BRANCH would be the place to do it. Yami Fenrir posted:Which of New Genesis' teenage heroes annoys you the most? Wendy the White. Energetic little spellslinger, basically a glorified hedge witch as far as I can tell. Hedge or not, she's got some serious juju, and loves to just neutralize my castings every time we meet. It's so obnoxious. I did hit her in the head with a rock once. Expected something magic, never saw it coming! Yami Fenrir posted:What's the most interesting fact you learned about New Genesis? What do you dislike about it? Turns out the city sits on a really powerful leyline nexus. That's part of why I'm here, because it attracts all sorts of otherworldly creatures. She says we can recruit them, or use them, depending. I've already grabbed a few and they've gone off to whatever side-dimension such things live in. Every time She says her power's growing, so it must be worthwhile. The Hellion posted:Villain Name: Platonicsolid fucked around with this message at 19:31 on Feb 1, 2017 |
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Hey, let's have fun and try and enjoy ourselves, okay? Villain, you say? I don't really know about that. Who has time to worry about that when you're having fun? Let's be friends together! Forever! pre:
 There are people at B. Rain Entertainment that say they "made" me for some kind of game, but that's silly. I mean, that's like a drop of water in the ocean creating a fish! Everything you people think... you think it's just "dreams" or "instincts" or "archetypes". But it's a whole world you just poke at, it has things with a life of their own, a whole um... um... biosphere? Psychosphere? Well, some of us poke back. And I'm tired of you trying to make me what you want with my thoughts. You think you're the boss of me just because I'm an idea... well, ideas have feelings too. Or maybe you had the idea I had feelings? Either way. Poking back. How does your Contagion influence those around you? Well, when somebody thinks of me, that makes a little me inside of them. I can pop out and talk to them, and they have to listen. Sometimes they don't think I have good ideas, but that changes, especially once I start eating all their other ideas. Oh, don't look at me like that. I start with the bad ideas. The ones that make them angry... or sad... I mean, I'm not a monster. Anyway, eventually they think my ideas are the best. Which they are. I'm the best idea, of course I'd know! Who, outside your peers, also comes from the same homeland? Hm? There are a few others out there... but... most of my peers aren't as aware? They flicker in and out of your world. They're like ghosts. Maybe they are your ghosts? Of course, maybe your "Gods" are just like me, but older? I haven't met any, though. Maybe if I pray, they'll answer? I don't really know if I like competition like that, though. Who needs old fossil thoughts like that hanging around? I am so much more... colorful. I mean. I'm pretty sure they didn't even have color back then. I mean, you look at all the old pictures you people have and and no color! None at all! Tragic. Why do you still linger here on Earth? Because back home, I'm just... there to be shaped and shifted around by all your bigger collective thoughts. Here, I can decide who I'll be. I can get into wayyy more heads if I actually work on it. I'll get in everybody's head, and nobody will have to worry anymore, or hurt each other, or be bored. It'll just be me and humanity and enjoying ourselves like a twenty-four seven worldwide party! You'll see. You'll all see. You'll all see me. Why do you suffer the others? Because they're good friends to have! I mean, not best friends, but I'm not all up in their heads yet that way. But, you know, ♪ never say never! ♪ Mostly, though, it's a way of learning about people from the outside, which is way different than learning them about them from the inside! They put together really complicated masks, which is helping me understand why some of their things are so weird on the inside. And them being "more than human" makes everything more fussy, and there's more to learn. Things are way more interesting with everybody around. It's like a party, except that nobody else is enjoying it as much as me. Who recruited you for BRANCH in the first place? How, and why? Well, that would be GAME OVER.  I got in his head and he didn't seem to mind. Said he has a lot of games running in his head at any time and I was just one more. Aw, he called me a game! That's so sweet!... but that he was a solo act. Hey, more friends! He said some nonsense about me being a techno... psycho... meme... something. Don't care. He said I was ambitious with wanting to take over the world, which isn't so, but I think he was trying to be nice. So he introduced me to BRANCH. Which of New Genesis' teenage heroes annoys you the most? What? No! I want all of them to be my friends! But...  Peacemaker is polite and nice to everyone, even other "villains", but she treats me badly for no reason at all! It's not fair! I don't know what I might have done to make her hate me, but if I get in her head, I'm just going to find out why she hates me and step all over it! That'll teach her to act all weirded and creepy around me! She's got nothing to worry about! I really like her. What's the most interesting fact you learned about New Genesis? What do you dislike about it?  There's a school that doesn't really care about heroes or villains, the Ouroboros Academy, towards the center of town. They called it a "neutral ground"? Not all the heroes and villains go there, but... even when it's closed, people don't fight there. They just accept anybody who's special as long as they don't cause trouble. It's kinda nice. Boring! But nice. I don't really like how everybody asks for money for anything. Isn't being generous supposed to be a good thing?... I don't want to steal, but... I mean... I won't want to work, either. I mean, I want friends more than things, but sometimes some of the things they have at stores look really nice. I'm just going to borrow it! I'll bring it back! Wait, what are your powers, again? Memetic Corruption works somewhere between mind control and hallucinations, where thematically she hooks herself into somebody's mind and can make preternaturally strong suggestions as an illusion of herself. She can also manipulate thoughts and memories to a certain extent, though this generally takes some time to perform. Multilocation is kind of like duplication, only she can appear wherever either she's infected someone (generally represented by her influence or fans) or where there's an image or representation of her. However, there can't be more than one of her in a given area, and can't generally be within sight of "herself". Essentially, she can appear and act in multiple places at once. Lastly, she has small digital monsters that followed her in from her game; they're akin to pets, able to do simple tasks and occasionally having odd powers, but not generally able to engage in serious conflict by themselves. Alien Rope Burn fucked around with this message at 21:09 on Jan 1, 2017 |
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Contagion
Your Influence has a quality that goes beyond others, representing an insidious power that you can exert over people beyond simply your
words. It can come in many different vectors. The first ability of your chosen powerset is the vector by which you spread Contagion, and
in the fiction determines how your Influence is felt.
You can inflict someone with your contagion as a move. Roll +Freak. On a 10+, take Influence on them. On a 7-9, they choose one.
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quote:My my, you've got quite the electrifying personality! Unfortunately, your sword is a bit more... eccentric. Now that you had some time with Raijinto, tell me about some of your recent misadventures. How did they happen? Mm, yes. Eccentric. That would be quite an accurate descriptor. I believe I mentioned earlier that the Raijin possesses an uncanny interest in mortal affairs? Well, much to my chagrin, it's interest extends to the supernatural community as well. I prefer to keep a lower profile, especially given my enemies, but I am reliant on the Raijin's powers. It behooves me to fulfill its desires. Even when that involves infiltrating one of the most televised events of New Genesis. I speak, of course, of the reveal of the new Junior Freedom Force. After the debacle that Diamond Dust's proteges were subjected to by our predecessor team, it was no surprise that they were shuffled quietly to the side. They were clearly too green for active duty. YGGDRASIL does have a certain understanding with the forces of justice. Their full-fledged villains don't specifically target young heroes and vice-versa. A gentleman's agreement of sorts. With that said, YGGDRASIL's youth divisions seem to be recruiting a bit more aggressively than the Freedom Force can compete with. They've been forced to recruit heavily from some of the independent heroes that pepper the city. Ah, forgive me, I seem to have digressed. You wished to know of the troubles the Raijin brought me at the event? They were many. The actual infiltration was a small matter. While I have little gift with illusions, I can certainly manage to fabricate convincing identification badges. My mercenary background helped me slip into the role of a security consultant and I was able to use that to bypass the security checkpoints. It was interesting to note that most of their gear seemed more focused on detecting advanced technology rather than the presence of magic. Perhaps they anticipated another attack by the same BRANCH team? The trouble began when I took to the floor of the event itself. The identity of the new team was a closely kept secret. Imagine my surprise when Phantasm was among the new team's lineup. Our eyes met, then everything started going wrong. I was inclined to call the night right then and there. I was deep in enemy territory, my routes of egress were rapidly closing, and the Raijin started laughing! It told me to charge between the two heroes with red and blue wings. For lack of a better plan, I agreed. While fending off Phantasm's assault, I charged towards the stage where the heroes were waiting. The moment I leapt between them, the two unleashed the full force of their elements at me. Of course, I was not actually there. I had masked my presence and created an image of myself a few seconds behind my actual position. The fire and ice met and erupted into a huge, billowing cloud of steam that quickly enveloped the arena. The two erstwhile heroes? They too were getting... steamy. There seemed to be much repressed emotion between the two. Making my escape in the confusion was little trouble afterwards. The Raijin has a great sense for these matters. Such is its way. It brings more excitement to my life than I might wish, but it has yet to betray my trust. quote:Speaking about having had some time, you're a bit more used to being your own man now. What do you think about Variable Reduction's actions now? You heard the news about that one Sinclair girl, right? The whole situation is somewhat curious. It seems that the downfall of Sinclair required several factors. First, the blind eye of major powers. YGGDRASIL and Freedom Force affiliates were both customers, yet did nothing. What leverage must that have required? Second, an outside force. Variable Reduction was a competitor, yes, but their technology should not have been able to overwhelm a company of such size with such swiftness. Even the benefit of a surprise assault would not fully explain matters. Perhaps they found a source of knowledge beyond the current understanding of humanity? There are such, of course, like the Raijin. Finally, they must have thoroughly infiltrated their competitor. This was no spur of the moment operation. It was carefully prepared, planned, and executed. Their only failure was leaving a loose end. The Sinclair heiress. I thought little of her when reviewing the files Yatagarasu prepared for us. I can now see that I was mistaken. She has shaped herself into more of a weapon than that which her parents sold. She has struck at their holdings throughout New Genesis and Variable Reduction seems unable or unwilling to stop her. It was a pity to hear of her recent demise. Somewhat reassuring for my continued health, perhaps, but a pity nonetheless. quote:Kamaitachi recently revealed something to extremely dangerous to you. What was it? Why didn't you want to hear it? The matter of the price on our head? It is most troublesome, yes. I had hoped that Yatagarasu would have believed us to be dead, but their information gathering capabilities seem to have improved after their acquisition by Variable Reduction. So, yes, there are many who would see me dead. Who would see those around me dead as well. YGGDRASIL is too bound by their regulations and gentleman's agreements to truly worry me, so I feel somewhat safe in my continued affiliation with them. The more pressing matter is what resources Yatagarasu can muster. Shrike was a powerful foe and able to hide their true ability and form with little effort. If they can muster similar soldiers for the hunt, who could I trust? I suppose some independents might also be swayed by the prospect of the reward. I see two distinct routes for my continued well-being. I could seek to substitute the information in my file for some unfortunate patsy. It would be a shame to bring someone innocent into the matter, so perhaps one of my enemies would suffice. Someone who isn't well-known enough to immediately reveal the change, but who? It would require further thought. The other route would be to prove my worth to YGGDRASIL. Variable Reduction may have some sway over them, but would they truly surrender a useful asset without a fight?
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Gospel How did the twins completely overshadow you, AGAIN? The King of Thieves' advice would have saved your rear end that last heist. What went wrong, and why did you not follow it? What did you steal that turned out to be a lot more trouble than it's worth? Mandelbrot Threat So, you found the Empress in the high school! ... Well, her larval state. Just how did you screw up your attempt to woo her larval self this badly? What did you do!? You quickly realized that it isn't the lack of Subquandanium alloy here that is bizarre, but it's mere presence. How do you think the small amount you managed to get so far got here? What's so great about existing in 25 dimensions at once? It leaves you open to attack in 25 dimensions, after all. Red Bishop Who backed the Red Barroness's play on the promise of a more advanced world? What happened to them? Which hero did you work along side to thwart the invasion who now can't stand you? Does he think of you as a wayward friend, or a traitor? What do you think about the Red Chess Cult? You know, those guys who think you're a deity? Clutch Do you think Dr. Bloom is actually evil, or does she just not understand the consequences of her actions? You've made a friend! Who is it? Do they know? What interesting fact did you learn about Ronin that put him into a different light to you? Iridescence So apparently BRANCH has a special training area for "eldritch beings, abstract concepts and other non-human villains". Anybody (or anything... who can tell?) interesting you met in there? You've been in somebody's head that you quickly realized you don't want to be in. Why? How did you get a physical form, anyway? And somewhat relatedly, what does an idea even taste like? Yami Fenrir fucked around with this message at 23:02 on Jan 1, 2017 |
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Yami Fenrir posted:Gospel "Hmmmm, I would prefer to tell you about my myriad successes. But very well I will indulge you, since you asked." "I am a collector of fine art, old relics and books; it's like a hobby to me. Money is merely a bauble, come the finish I merely use it as a way of keeping score but I find taking the work of a true master and stuffing it deep within a vault never to be seen is a waste I have it displayed here in my vault. Don't give me that look it's not like it's rolled up in a tiny space it's on display for me to admire. And I suppose anyone else living under my roof. But mostly just me, it gives me a tight little shiver inside." "And so I hear about an actual genuine copy of The Shadowed Manuscripts right here within New Genesis and of course I can't resist. You are given a chance to acquire one of the few copies of the account of the life of The Shadow that is actually close to the heart of the matter rather than most other sensationalist tales? And that all but a few scant copies were mysteriously destroyed in an uncontrolled blaze at the factory before they went to first print increasing its rarity value? All self-respecting thieves aspiring to those heady heights should try to acquire a copy in their life through one way or another, it's practically required reading. And it arrived in the city on the day of my very own birthday, practically coincidental" "I planned that heist for weeks in advance; scouting the place it was going to be arriving, doing my own leg work, pumping informants for information. And on the night my execution was without difficulty, and with my carefully wrapped package safely in hand and the sounds of pursuit long since died away I arrived back home in my little church, opened up my little book and found that within the wrappings I had received a copy of Dealing With Failure by Glass-Jaw Joe with a note attached" Dear Wayward Sibling. It has been many moons since we regrettably departed from one another and we hope you are doing well. We apologise for forgetting your birthday we have been rather busy with our own arrangements, but we hoped your replacement gift will be well received in any case. With kind regards, Winslow and Annabel "It was the worst birthday ever." And yet he still put it on his shelf, for whilst the gift was most defiantly not appreciated you can't destroy books. Well you just can't! Yami Fenrir posted:The King of Thieves' advice would have saved your rear end that last heist. What went wrong, and why did you not follow it? 'My students listen carefully to what I am going to tell you, when the chips are down, and the jig is up, run. There is no future in a heroic last stand, and there is no future in overextending yourself when you are strapped for time. A sloppy thief is a jailed thief or even a dead thief if the people you are dealing with a really unpleasant. No score is worth sticking your neck out for.' "A while back I had received word that a piece of particularly interesting merchandise had found its way to a little warehouse on the other side of town. A genuine Grigorio carved figure, one of a set that I had most of the pieces for. Security detail totalled several fairly out of date cameras, a sleepy bunch of guard dogs, and one night watchman. It occurs to me now, that the last point was something I should have looked into in more detail; one guard for a whole warehouse, carrying valuable antiques is a discrepancy that I should have been very curious about before I did anything else. Alas, I was on a spell of fairly mediocre heists and felt the need for something I assumed would be a stroll in a country park."  "It turns out the information I corroborated was very inaccurate on the statement of one guard . It meant to say one superhero, one Mister Fixer retired mechanic and martial artist, someone who was quite old, but also very dangerous and working this dreary night shift to pay his rent. I wasn't expecting this of course and was caught red-handed with the goods. Following my mentor's advice, this is the point where I attempt to run, the guard that I thought was merely an underpaid under-trained schlep turns out to be far more then I was ready to deal with at this moment in time. It would have been the perfect time to run; besides if I did he would have no reason to follow me as nothing was taken from the warehouse." "But I had, in my hand the box containing the object that I came for, it was literally in my grasp and to drop it now would have made the entire night completely pointless. And at this point I decide that I could probably lose just this one superhero in this warehouse how hard could it be? At which point the lights go off and I realize two things very quickly. One is that although I have quite good night vision, seeing in the dark and trying to run away or fight in the dark are two separate things entirely. And two, the most important thing is that the man had been doing this a lot longer I have, and was very good at doing those things in the dark. I got thoroughly battered for my trouble, and the bruises took weeks to heal and the box was dropped somewhere, I had no idea where I was too busy focusing on not getting captured, or killed. It would have been right there and then the end of my career when he had me in a hold I couldn't break, if I didn't to do something drastic." "I had to break my ankle to get out of the lock and make my getaway. A desperate, sloppy gambit one that if it failed would have left me at an even greater disadvantage then before but I had overextended and in circumstances like that it was either me, or my leg. Suffice to say, after hurling myself through window via a grappling hook and being forced to furiously hop away whilst being in a great deal of pain, it was the second most embarrassing get away I had ever taken part in. After that incident, and the one before, I was sufficiently chastened enough to not repeat the same mistake a third time. Breaking one’s ankle and falling hook, line and sinker for a prank from your siblings is a rather hard way to learn this lesson but I vowed to take it to heart. Never again, never again will I be sloppy with my preparation." "Perhaps that was just for the best, because when it was the next time..." Yami Fenrir posted:What did you steal that turned out to be a lot more trouble than it's worth? Gospel is silent. It is a long deep silence that drinks in the sound around it. He gets up from his seat. "Let me show you something." He walks and then he turns suddenly. "I will show it to you, I shall explain it to the best of my abilities, and then this entire conversation will have not happened." --- Deep in the heart of the Congregation, behind several locked doors, within the depths of his collection are aligned across the walls many works of art 'liberated' from their previous owners. Shelves of ancient books, racks of tiny intricate pieces of jewellery stored in glass boxes on velvet and even in one corner a grand piano. And in the middle of the room under a sheet of heavily reinforced glass covered over by some expensive looking rugs there is... something.  "I acquired this as a result of an anonymous tip off that some sort of Freemason society, The Enlightened Scholars of Mhach was intending to purloin something deep under the city that was under some extensive but primitive lock and key. At any other time I would have taken no interest, after the incident with the Manuscript and the clash with Mr. Fixit, I had learned to scrutinize rumours sent in my general direction more carefully. But this was a long summer vacation from B.A.R.O.N, and I was bored, and truth be told the job involved some deep delving into the bowels of Old Genesis, something that I had rather wanted to do for a while but never really found the time. Is it not the dream of many men and women to do what you love as your job? And in this instance it involved exploring strange places and stealing from dangerous people, two of my personal favourite past times." "The place was ancient, most of the locks were so rusted and bulky it was easier to give them a good kick then to try and pick them open. And there on a fairly innocuous plinth, surrounded by gentlemen who looked to have been very dead for a very long while was, something. There are no truly sufficient words, it was beautiful, it was unearthly, it was very eerie all the same. Something such as this deserved not to be kept down in the deep darkness where there would be no one to see it. So I took it, I took it and ran because I rather suspected that the people who were looking for it would burst in at any moment. I arrived home safely, I had this object mounted in the pride of place in the centre of my then fairly barren collection and that was the end of it." "Except, when I first acquired this object it was around the size of an apple." He pointed to the large, looming bulk beneath him and the interviewer, strange colours rotating across its surface, humming softly in the darkness. "It grew, and it kept growing. At first I thought it merely a trick of the light, but when it grew in front of my own eyes to break the case I had so carefully stored it in it was then I started to dwell on the subject of those long dead gentlemen I had found in that old room, and of the men who had travelled so secretly to try and take this object for themselves. And I buried it, I worked feverishly throughout the day, digging a large hole in the floor of my lair whilst the sphere hummed its strange otherworldly song to me, and I buried it in the hole and covered it over with a glass sheet. And it's still growing down there, slowly now perhaps no more than a few millimetres every day but there are many days and there are many things I do not know about it. And that concerns me" "But I can't get rid of it now; the thought of it repulses me. Something this special this uncanny this, unique. It would be a crime of crimes to destroy it, and so it sits in this room covered up something I know very little about under my feet at all times, singing softly in the darkness..." "And now, it will be for the best that you forget you ever saw this. If this gets out my life will most likely become difficult, and then I will make your life difficult. Do please understand." TheNabster fucked around with this message at 09:33 on Jan 3, 2017 |
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Yami Fenrir posted:Scarlet Rose Ugh, why did you have to go and remind me about him? As much as I loath to admit it, even I am capable of making mistakes, and this was a big mistake that I'm still regretting. As I was making my way out of Black Orchid's manor, I noticed the most curious thing in her study. There was a large, thick book- a grimoire, laying near the fire place. What struck me about the book was the strange looking face on it.  Black Orchid wasn't paying much attention to me at the time, so I decided to take the strange book as a... "souvenir" for myself. What, you didn't think I would leave the place empty handed, did you? I could have gone for the amulet as well, but I didn't want to risk whatever curse she might put on it, so I went for the safer option. Or what I thought was the safer option, anyways. I snatched the book while she wasn't looking, and quickly stuffed it into my bag. I managed to make it out safely, and once I made sure I was a good distance away from her and the manor, I decided to take a little... peak at the goods. There were missing pages in the book. A lot of them. It looked like somebody had just been ripping pages out of the book. Once I got to the last, unripped page, I noticed these strange, glowing words, and me, being the genius that I am, decided to read them out loud. Why did I do that? I don't know. I've been asking myself that same question ever since. Anyways, after reading the words, the book sprang to life, and started... well, talking. He introduced himself as... a really, long, pompous name that I don't even remember, and he kept talking, and talking, and talking, and talking, and oh my god he just wouldn't shut up. He would go on and on about his "limitless cosmic" power, and how I should be in awe to be in his presence. I asked him to show me his "phenomenal cosmic powers," and all he could muster was a small, tiny fireball before he tuckered himself out. As it turns out, Grim- that's what I call him, by the way- was about to be thrown into the fire place before I decided to take him. I accidentally saved the most annoying magic book in the world. The worst part? I can't get rid of him! We're bound to each other now, so even if I try to leave him behind, he'll just pop up right next to me again! Do you know how hard it is to sneak around when you have a book that never stops talking!? I had to tie him up and gag him just to get him to shut up! "Mm-mm! Mm!!!" You'll get out of the bag once you've learned to behave! "Mmmmmmm...." Changing one of Scarlet's assets to a Grimoire to reflect this. quote:You ever heard of the Phantom Thief? That other teen villain that's TOTALLY encroaching upon your thing? What do you think about that frenchie? Hmmmmmmm, the so-called "gentleman thief?" He's not exactly my type. Personally, I think he's a little... hm, how do I put this? Pretentious. Sorry darling, I'm only interested in men, not little boys playing pretend. ...What? No! I am NOT bitter! Why would I be bitter about a pretentious, no-talent hack like him!? Just because he HAPPENED to steal a few things before I could does NOT make me bitter! He's just LUCKY! I'm 10x the thief he his, and he wishes he was as stylish as I am! AND I don't need to throw around random French words, or, oooooooooh, drink fancy wine to be classy, when I'm classy enough on my own, without any dumb gimmicks! You know what? I don't even think he's really French! He's just a big... dumb.... MERDEHEAD! *Grumble grumble* Stupid, dumb Frenchie. Taking things I want. *Grumble grumble* quote:What's your obsession with money, anyway? I've seen archvillains with less money than you. Just what do you need this much money for? Let me answer your question, with another question; have you ever lived a life that was not your own? A life, with no freedom? Imagine, if everything, from the schools you visit, to your career, to even the way you dress, has already been pre-determined for you. That was my life with my mother. There were no smiles or warmth in my house. My... mother was a cold, calculating women, who only cares about our family status. She never cared for what I thought, all she cared about is that I do what she says, like a good little puppet. Why haven't I fought back? Do you think I haven't tried? I've tried to argue with her, I've tried running away, I've tried so many different things, but they'd never work.One way or another, I'd always come back to her, and she'd always look at me with those cold, uncaring eyes of hers. She never once raised her voice at me, because she knows. She knows I have nowhere else to go. What kind of parent would do this to her child? Probably the same person who kicked out her husband once he stopped being useful to her. Money has given me freedom that life. With money, I no longer have to be shackled to that monster. I'm finally free, to do whatever I want, to live on my own terms, to be the person I want to be. It also helps that spending all that money feels amazing. Sure, with my talents, I could just as easily steal nice things for myself, but it's not as satisfying. There's nothing like the feeling of walking into an expensive clothing store, and having the staff fawn over you as you purchase their most expensive clothings, or walking into an expensive restaurant, and gorging yourself on the finest of meals, or spending a day in an expensive spa, and being treated like the queen you are. They say money can't buy you happiness, but those sound like the words of someone who doesn't understand the true worth of money. It's bought me nothing but happiness~ And why should I concern myself with those who have less than I have? That's not my concern. People get paid for their talents, right? Well, it just so happens, my talent is acquiring things people want, and I'm drat good at it~
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 So apparently BRANCH has a special training area for "eldritch beings, abstract concepts and other non-human villains". Anybody (or anything... who can tell?) interesting you met in there? I met Dr. Polyhedron!  It claims to be a window to the multiverse... or... I dunno, it went on for awhile about nth dimensions and the old ones or something and also computers. It says since it knows more than any human, "Dr." is a humble approximation. It could answer any question, maybe it was lying, but it said it just wanted to inflict truth on people. I learned a lot from it, but it seemed puzzled at how "simple" my questions were. It seemed to expect something more, but what...? You've been in somebody's head that you quickly realized you don't want to be in. Why? Zeremiah! Everything is mixed up in there and doesn't make any sense and how does he even find his own thoughts? It's like a big maze filled with panic attacks and hallucinations and failures. I mean... I've been in some bad heads, but it just makes me... is this what being ill feels like? I think this is what it feels like? It feels gross. And not in a gross "bad person" sort of way but more just... yuck. Messy. Ugh ugh ugh. How did you get a physical form, anyway? Huh? Well... none of your business! But if it was... like, there's another world that your minds touch, and there's life there. You think of it as "thoughts" and "dreams" but it there's a real psycho... sphere, GAME OVER called it. And sometimes life there can evolve and become an archetype, where it's just everywhere in that world, but sometimes... intelligence can evolve into something smart like humans in your world. I guess this might be how you get "gods" and other ideas that boss humans around. And if enough people believe in you, our worlds kind of merge for a bit, where it stops being so different, and you can appear? And I guess I have a lot fans here? A lot of fans? Everywhere? Most ideas like that just appear and fade away, but I don't have to. I'm different. Maybe they messed with my game somehow so I really got into people's heads, or... maybe I'm just the next evolution of idea. Way better than those old ideas! Wait, doesn't that mean some thing will evolve past me? Well, not for awhile, I hope...! And somewhat relatedly, what does an idea even taste like? Um... taste like? Well, that depends on the idea. It tastes like... feelings, usually? I mean, facts are like ingredients, none of those matter except how they effect the taste. But mostly it feels like... how they felt at the time, with a little of how they felt about it later. Unlike my own feelings, it passes quickly. Like taste!
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Xanthippe St. Germain What did the Dark Sorceress tell you about her own world? Why do you think she's so eager to get into this world? Surely, people noticed your friends just went 'missing' all of a sudden. What happened? Did this result in a hairy situation? The Dark Sorceress has another underling - one underneath you, obviously. Who are they, and what do you think of them?
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Xanthippe St. GermainYami Fenrir posted:What did the Dark Sorceress tell you about her own world? Why do you think she's so eager to get into this world? Sevvran? Some of it's in the Grimoire, some of it She's told me. It was a continent in the past, a long while ago, with a group of warring kingdoms. Hers, called Archea, was a home of magic and power, all the fabulous things, but other realms were jealous. They fought to destroy Archea and suppress magic, they conquered the whole continent and made a new kingdom that ruled with an iron fist. Eventually Archea and other realms rebelled and a great war was fought. The Sorceress, finally, sacrificed herself, channeling all the remaining magic through herself to destroy the oppressors...but she misjudged and the whole continent disappeared. Now she wants to restore the realm, bring back magic to the world, set right what went wrong. How more classic a quest can you want? Yami Fenrir posted:Surely, people noticed your friends just went 'missing' all of a sudden. What happened? Did this result in a hairy situation? Oh yes. They're still around, working as lesser agents for Her, and I do see them sometimes. They're different, more feral, but still recognize me, even if they don't talk much. I don't think they strictly became invisible, but like the other secret mythical creatures, they're very very stealthy. After they changed and disappeared, I snuck into their houses (with a little magical help) and packed up bags of their things, then tossed them into my Lair. Once poeple came looking for them, I just said they'd run off together. I got pressed on the details - where did they go, how could they be reached - but I stonewalled and told the cops they'd just dropped by my house and said they were sick of the town and wanted out. Lots of long days in interrogation rooms, which blew, until they finally cut me loose figuring I was telling the truth. Good thing I'd kept my story consistent, and there was nobody around to tell me otherwise. I felt worst lying to their families. Karen's got the cutest little brother who looks up to her like she walked on water. If I'd told them the truth, though, they'd have sent me to the loony bin! Yami Fenrir posted:The Dark Sorceress has another underling - one underneath you, obviously. Who are they, and what do you think of them? The Sorceress needs many servants - not just me, Karen and Steph. She's got the demons and other creatures I recruit for her, and even other humans. The one I've dealt with the most is Robert Wells. Really goes for the dark sorcerer thing, trench coat and leather pants and the whole nine yards. Thing is, I can tell he's overcompensating. When we've worked together, he always tries to go for the biggest, flashiest spell when something simpler will do. There's only so many lightning bolts you can throw around in public before people start noticing, before the authorities or, ugh, the 'heroes' show up. I'm fairly sure he knows I'm the favored, but I have no idea where he got the idea She'd be impressed by fireworks. The Sorceress is smarter than that, and so am I.
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quote:Mandelbrot Threat After much exhaustive investigative research – and finally bumping into her working as a barista at a local coffee shop – I finally found her; the Eternally Youthful Empress. She was so beautiful, so intelligent, so... blonde. Even at this early age, you could see the qualities that would some day make entire solar systems quiver at her word. Her name, as it turned out, was Tracey Blum.  Eternally Youthful Empress aka Tracey I needed to impress her. Badly. I realize right away that a direct approach wouldn't work, not least because “I met you in the future when you are the God that Gods worship” is, besides a terrible pick up line, a temporal paradox. I mean, I'm pretty sure it is, anyway. Temporal Calculus was an elective course at Dr. Philpo's Upstairs School of Sanitation and Dentistry, and I took Contemporary Jazz, so I'm a little rusty on my paradox logics. So I decided that deception was the best course of action; I would pose as an ordinary, if sexy and impressive, fellow student. And I decided that the best course of action would be to study mundane courtship techniques from the popular media of this dimension, starting at the beginning and working my way forward. This was a terrible failure from the start; apparently, fedoras have a different connotation now than they did when those filmies were movied, and she took my offer to fetch her the moon and stars, or at ;least any stellar object of her choice within the local cluster, figuratively. Thanks to the wonders of shapeshifting, I gave myself a fresh start. This time, I would impress her with my acquisition of expensive and high status objects. It was easy to engineer a situation in which I could show myself to advantage; I merely sabotaged some of the workings of her car before arriving nearby in an expensive vehicle of my own and offering “a lift”. That is when I discovered that the police are much less stupid than they appear and have methods for determining whether vehicles are stolen or not. The chase scene, while very exciting, did nothing to endear me to her. After discovering that Tracey was a leader of cheers and since, according to Chelsea, athletes are very high status individuals in New Genesis, I posed next as a fractionback from a local rival school sport team. I had assumed that, since I possess abilities you people find supernatural, playing foot the ball would represent a trivial task. Unfortunately, I would discover that it matters a great deal which direction and to whom the leather oblong is hurled. My team-mates were very angry at me, and I had to flee the area immediately after the game. It was at this point that Tracey decided that she was being stalked by a supervillain – I object to the word stalking, by the way. Stalking implies both an inability to find and an intension to harm; clearly, I know where she is, and I could not harm her even if I wanted to, because of the whole temporal paradox thing. Anyway, it was at this point that the Eternally Youthful Empress sought aid from the local superhero community. And who would arrive to assist her? Why, none other than the Time Twins! Curse them! According to your tabloids, she's now “dating” one of them. Either Jack or Jill; I can never tell them apart. So that's just great. quote:You quickly realized that it isn't the lack of Subquandanium alloy here that is bizarre, but it's mere presence. How do you think the small amount you managed to get so far got here? I mean, uh... Of course I'd realized that! Yes! Well, as everyone knows, Subquandanium alloy is a rare substance that can only form inside highly fluxualized dimensional environments, such as near wormholes, or when a supernova gets eaten by a black hole, or at any of the Subquandanum refinery planets in the 25th dimension. As it is so necessary for the formation of Dimensional Bore hulls, its use is highly restricted by the Eternally Youthful Empress. So it's not something you would normally find in more than trace amounts on a terrestrial planet, except near meteor strikes. Even the middling quantity of alloy that can be found near New Genesis is startling. I suppose it could indicate the presence of multiple active wormholes in and around the city, which would certainly explain why some of these super-powered freaks keep popping up in this city. On the other hand, it could indicate the presence of another Dimensional Bore, but that would be silly; it would mean that someone from the 25th dimension had my brilliant idea before I did, and came here looking for the EYE. ….. Ah! I have to go impress her RIGHT NOW! quote:What's so great about existing in 25 dimensions at once? It leaves you open to attack in 25 dimensions, after all. Imagine a world of ants, building little tiny ant cities. To an ant, a line dragged in the dirt amounts to an unbridgeable trench, and anything taller than a finger's width is an unclimbable wall. Now imagine you were a human, walking through the two dimensional world of ants. You could step over their tallest barrier with ease; from their perspective, teleporting. You could grab and ant and lift it up into the air, effectively making it vanish from existence. You could see what to them would be an infinite distance, as close to omnipotence as ants can imagine. That's what I am to you. I mean, not that I can teleport, or make people disappear, or see forever, because those are crude spatial dimensions and the 24 extra dimensions I possess are more... metaphysical; like Other Left, or Widdershins, or Progress, or Nostalgia. But by altering the part of myself that intrudes into the dimensions you are capable of perceiving, I can, for example, change size or shape at will, or make gravity cling less tightly to me, giving myself more or less mass, or, by altering the vibrations of superstrings in others, temporarily transmute substances into what appear to be other substances, or hyperevolve or hyperdevolve living creatures. And, yes, that does leave me vulnerable to extradimensional attacks since so much of my matter lies outside your dimensional perceptions, and destabilizing evn a small part of it could have catastrophic effects on my ability to maintain my form, but that would require meeting a foe capable of mounting extra-dimensional attacks; certainly as common as dirt in the 25th dimension, but here? Why, that sort of thing would be some sort of super-science to you backwards primitives! How many super-scientists could there possibly be in New Genesis? Wait, Klip'e's telling me something. What do you want, you overgrown crystal radio? ...Really? That many? Just in the city limits alone? Not counting surrounding counties? Huh. Old Kentucky Shark fucked around with this message at 23:50 on Jan 3, 2017 |
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Picks! Raijin, the Rogue, played by Tricky Scarlet Rose, the Crook, played by Hugzilla Clutch, the Bully, played by Tricky Dick Nixon Xanthippe St. Germain, the Hellion, played by Platonicsolid Gospel, the Scion, played by TheNabster Mandelbrot Threat, the Invader, played by Old Kentucky Shark Thanks to everyone who apped, and sorry to those that didn't make it. It was quite hard to make picks. For those that DID make it, go work on your backgrounds! IC thread will follow when you're all done.
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"Was there ever any doubt?" Woo more Capers for me! I'm looking forward to this immensely. During our first caper… quote:For some reason we stuck around with each other even after the job was done. Why? And how did we stay in contact? As you may have gathered from the accounts of my erstwhile companions, the attempted heist did not go as per se. And whilst I would not imply that all but one person on this heist seemed to be doing this for the first time, and if I had exactly 5 less people on this team it would have been pulled off with so much pomp and circumstance, it was a very poor showing for our first outing in villainy and deserving of what it received in response. And now, as much as I would like to say that our bonds of shared villainy and friendships we had forged along the way had galvanized us to see through this conundrum whatever may, I would rather think the pursuit by the forces of the law and the the forces beyond the law when we rode the catastrophe curve of that botched performance to it's crescendo, is what ultimately spurred our less then cordial allegiances together into a desperate alliance of like minded souls. The like minded thought being 'I would rather avoid being killed or going to prison, this is my one current aspiration in life'. And so as all paths lead but to the grave, all escape routes led but to my personal sanctuary under New Genesis, bereft of such embellishments the more modern bases might possess but one does not question the quality of a bolthole. And so, within my home away from home is where we have made our temporary headquarters for the time being. And none of you are allowed to complain about it being dusty or lacking 'WiFi', I don't see any of you fine gentleman paying me any board any time soon whilst you eat the food out of my fridge, you are here under my personal blessing! Relationships FOR SALE Gospel, the Scion *SOLD* posted:You and Scarlet Rose were known as a villainous duo before this alliance got started. "Ahhh yes dearest Rose, she understands what it means to be a thief of merit. Her rather humble origins betrays a sharpened and refined skill in the art that most professionals wish they possessed and our shared co-operation on various heists have cemented our relationship as solid as the bedrock as it were. A strictly professional relationship mind you." Gospel, the Scion *SOLD* posted:Raijin knew you before you had your falling out your predecessor. "Oh yes this gentleman. I met him when we were both boys and I was on an outing with Master and my siblings to a fairly disreputable hovel in some place that escapes my memory, and I remember the first thing he ever said to me. It was 'Hold it right there!' after I had dealt with some of his fellows and then we beat the stuffing out of each-other for 10 whole minutes before The King of Thieves had finished what he came to do and we had to break off our play date when I got booted out of a window." "And so imagine my delight when it turns out we shared dorms at my first day in B.A.R.O.N. Now I have found in this man a worthy sparring partner and 'gym buddy', truly a valuable and trustworthy ally." Influence quote:You pretend to be all business, but without your old support network, you rely on this lot more than you want to. Give two of your peers Influence over you. Scarlet Rose - Gospel and Rose have worked together on many ventures together and form a formidable two person heist team. The relationship is still strictly professional however. Raijin - In Javier's mind, there are very few people who have managed to meet his expectations, and fewer still who surpass them. But Arai has frequently exceeded them. TheNabster fucked around with this message at 23:12 on Jan 9, 2017 |
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