"From The Pages Of..." Comics Universe RPG: Season I Signup/OOC Thread

[Johnny Blaze]

Ash app looks good on my end.

Nice avatar, Byrd.
Also, you're fully approved.

Where's my approval, *******?

 

[Matt Murdock]

You're approved, JB.
As is Ash.

 

[Matt Murdock]

You're approved, JB.
As is Ash.

 

[Jono Starsmore]

From The Pages Of... RPG APPLICATION

Screen Name: Jono Starsmore

Character you'd like to portray: Spider Jerusalem

Superhuman powers, traits, other attributes of interest: None, though usually carries a small arsenal of weapons with him, including his favorite: The BOWEL DISRUPTER. Mwahahaha. He also carries a weapon to which he calls "The Upper Hand", which is a handgun/cannon that can pretty much blow up any vehicle.

Originally appearing from (which comic, and company?): DC Comics (Vertigo Imprint), Transmetropolitan #1

Fictional history of the character (as you're going to interpret it):

Spider is a renegade gonzo journalist forced to return to a new city after having exhausted a substantial advance from a publisher without completing the books required by contract. After five years of effective retirement as a long-haired hermit in a compound in the mountains, he returns to New York to complete the books, takes up work for an urban newspaper to support his writing, finding himself caught up in all of this Cross-Universe crazy ****.

Hero, Villain, or Walking the line?: Walking the line.

List a few reasons why you chose this character: I am a huge fan of the infamous Hunter S. Thompson, and have read many of his books and short stories. Spider is the closest to HST as I'm gonna get, and I'd love to portray him.

How will this character differ from it's original incarnation?: None what-so-ever. I like him how he is ; although, he may be using weapons more than usual.

Write two complete sentences explaining what you can bring to this RPG: I'll bring a drugged up gonzo journalist. I can also bring decent writing, and frequent posts to keep this going. On another note, I'll bring a lotta' fun!

..and ****es.

How many days a week you intend on posting in the RPG: A lot. Lolz.

Please provide a small sample post as your character, at least three paragraphs and one line of dialogue in length:

New York f'in City. This is where they expect me to complete my writing? Thank God I brought enough drugs with me ; the crap sold here is dirty...but I'm sure I'll find the right people. The taxi driver is racking up his funds as we sit in traffic. I can tell he's one of those newbies. Probably gonna' quit soon ; I can see it in his eyes.

"'ey, Jaraf. You know where you're goin'?", I say, before taking a quick bump of cocaine and sitting back, smoking a Camel Crush. What the hell was up with these things anyway? One minute it's a non-menthol, and then if you bite the mother, it's a menthol. The Truth is, that's one hell of a marketing gimmick. To get kids to want to buy cigarettes. I don't give a damn if a four year old is smoking, quite honestly, but still, it's a gimmick.

"Eh...New York Times, no?"

God damn his English was bad. But what did I expect from a taxi driver? Usually the Arabic, or whatever the hell they were, knew where the **** they were going.

"Yeah, exactly Sayid. Now get out of this damn traffic. I have a position to fill, and I have a feeling the jackass isn't gonna' like it ; plus, I have a ****in' deadline."

"Yes, New York Times, no?"

"Yes the ****ing New York Times you carpet riding bastard!"

I swear. I'm going to hate this city -- and everyone in it. My eight ball is almost gone, and I'm low on cigarettes. Even though there's two left, I still light the next one with the ember from the previous butt. No reason to waste butane in my zippo.


Do you know how to post pictures on the Hype boards?: Why yes I do. What an important question! ;D

 

[Johnny Blaze]

Everything looks ok to me. You're approved far as I'm concerned.

You're approved, JB.
As is Ash.

BFF.

 

[RGDurant]

You're approved, JB.
As is Ash.

Groovy!

 

[Gallagher]

Apologies for the late reply absonic. Ocelot post up and anyone that's played Metal Gear Solid may recognize the name 'Frank Jaeger'

 

[Matt Murdock]

From The Pages Of... RPG APPLICATION

Screen Name: Peter Parker

Character you'd like to portray: Federal Agent Jack Bauer, C.T.U. of Los Angeles

Superhuman powers, traits, other attributes of interest: Bauer has no powers to speak of. He has been trained as a member of the US Army's elite Delta Force unit. While serving, he showed an unparalleled dedication to the nation, earning medals such as the Silver Star, the Purple Heart, and the Legion of Merit. After retiring, with the role of Captain, Bauer worked for the L.A.P.D. and the Central Intelligence Agency.

His is an expert with firearms, interrogation techniques, and foreign languages. At this point, he has been shown to speak Spanish, Russian, and Siberian.

As described by Antonin Scalia, "Jack Bauer saved Los Angeles.... He saved hundreds of thousands of lives... [who would] convict Jack Bauer? Say that criminal law is against him? 'You have the right to a jury trial?' Is any jury going to convict Jack Bauer?"

Originally appearing from (which comic, and company?): 24: Nightfall, as published by IDW.

Fictional history of the character (as you're going to interpret it): Go watch Seasons I-VI of the television show 24. Jack is basically an uncompromising Federal Agent who works for the governmental agency C.T.U., the Counter Terrorist Unit. However, since the events of the last season, C.T.U. has been dissolved. at this point, Bauer is a solo operative for the United States government, working with his colleagues

Hero, Villain, or Walking the line?: Walking the Line Actions, Heroic motives. Interpret that as you will.

List a few reasons why you chose this character: I have loved 24 since I saw the first season. Bauer has been a perfectly trained government agent since his creation, and hasn't needed anything but his training. He's not a super-spy, he doesn't use gadgets, and he steals his cars from civilians. Everything he needs he gets of his own resources.

How will this character differ from it's original incarnation?: That's a good question. To be honest, I'm not sure he will. There aren't many ways you can change a character like jack.

Write two complete sentences explaining what you can bring to this RPG: I failed english.

How many days a week you intend on posting in the RPG: Three.

Please provide a small sample post as your character, at least three paragraphs and one line of dialogue in length:

[BLACKOUT]...6:00 AM - 7:00 AM...[/BLACKOUT]
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Los Angeles, California

Hamir Ameem was handcuffed in a metal chair in the lower level of an abandoned ship in eastern Los Angeles harbor. A rat scurried silently across the floor. Several teams of government agents were sweeping the upper levels of the vessel. Intelligence reports indicated that several terrorists had made a makeshift base of operations out of the empty ship.

On the other side of the rusty door to the room where Ameem, the final terrorist left to be interrogated, was waiting, Federal Agent Jack Bauer gripped the handle of his gun, checking to see how many rounds he had.

"Agent Bauer." A government doctor said, moving closer to him. "We're ready to go with the interrogation kit."

"Give me five minutes alone with the target. Then you can come in." Bauer commanded, sliding the gun into its holster on his belt.

"I've given you every opportunity to tell me the truth." Jack Bauer said, as he entered the compartment. His combat boots, tucked beneath his jeans, echoed throughout the room as he stepped. "You've left me no other choice."

Bauer slid his hand into his pocket and ran his thumb along the cool black handle of his switchblade.

Within seconds, it was in his grip, with the blade extended.

"In the next ten seconds, you'll feel more pain than any individual can bear." Jack said, clutching the collar of the terrorist's shirt and heaving downwards, tearing the shirt down the middle. "You have one more chance."

The terrorist's shoulder was bare as Bauer leaned over him, inches away from his face.

The terrorist, saying nothing, simply stared forward, disregarding the American in front of him.

"Suit yourself." Bauer growled, plunging the blade into the bundle of nerves in Ameem's shoulder.

Do you know how to post pictures on the Hype boards?: Yes.

 

[Johnny Blaze]

Looks good to me, PP.

 

[Batman]

Me too. You're good to go, Parker.

Storm Shadow and Spider Jerusalem are also fully approved.

 

[Johnny Blaze]

Awesome.

Now somebody just needs to sign up as my blood brother, Snake-Eyes...

 

[Batman]

Huhn. Wonder if someone will.

 

[Johnny Blaze]

Yes, as do I...

 

[Jono Starsmore]

I can't wait to make Sylar **** his pants.

...along with the rest of the villains. Mwahahahahaha.





MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

 

[Carnage27]

Do I smell a ninja fight, JB?

 

[absonic93]

Just so everyone knows, Niki is 3rd Person and Jessica is 1st person during their speech. It depends on who's in control.

 

[Matt Murdock]

I just had an idea...

 

[Byrd Man]

Was it your first?

 

[Matt Murdock]

No.





...Yes.

 

[Byrd Man]

It's okay. I didn't have my first idea until I was 20.

 

[Jono Starsmore]

Do I smell a ninja fight, JB?

No, no. You smell people crapping their pants due to the Brown Noise.

 

[Batman]

From The Pages Of... RPG APPLICATION

Screen Name: Master Bruce

Character you'd like to portray: Grendel (Hunter Rose)

Superhuman powers, traits, other attributes of interest: Though questionable as a superhuman power, due to his mysterious ways, Grendel is an incredibly brilliant assassin, possessing agility and stamina far beyond the capabilities of many of his fellow men. He's also a master tactician, fighter, and a master of several different weapons.

His identity as Hunter Rose provides him with a considerable wealth, making him an added danger to any socialite he manages to befriend.

Originally appearing from (which comic, and company?): Comico Premier #2 - Comico Comics, before the character's rights were later transferred to Dark Horse

Fictional history of the character (as you're going to interpret it): The man named Hunter Rose is merely a fabrication of a life that could have been. Born "Eddie", to two middle class parents in rural Manhattan, the child was keen and soon realized he was a prodigal genius. But rather be encourage to utilize his talents, the young boy's genius went unrecognized by either parent, forcing him to persue other hobbies that would gain their interest.

Entering varied sports, young Eddie found a penchant for fencing, and became a champion of his age's international division. It is here that he met the love of his life, Jocasta Rose, a trainer twice his age but full of fire and a love of life that the boy admired. The two began an affair that would last for thirteen months... until, tragically, Jocasta died from a rare disease. His young heart broken, Eddie changed his name to Hunter Rose to honor her memory and began writing a series of novels inspired by their love.

But it wasn't enough. Hunter longed for the passion he and Jocasta once shared in his life again, but nothing would appease him. Everything was too simple for the prodigy. So naturally, he began to look for a path to his life... until he finally looked into the darkness of his own embittered heart, and created one of his own fabrication, much like he himself was forged.

Now, Hunter Rose no longer seeks meaning for his life. He has achieved it, as the assassin known to the underworld only as the devil himself, Grendel.

Hero, Villain, or Walking the line?: Villain

List a few reasons why you chose this character: I'm a sucker for anything written by Matt Wagner, so when I heard about this, Wagner's own creation, I sought it out immediately. And it didn't disappoint. Grendel isn't a character more than he's a study of a natural aggression we're all capable of... essentially, Grendel could be the darker side of any one of us. He just happens to be Hunter Rose's, Christine Spar's, and a pantheon of others who have taken the name.

How will this character differ from it's original incarnation?: Wagner himself has always admitted that Grendel's interpretation has varied as the character's aged, so I'm going to try and streamline him. His enemy Argent, for example, is a big talking wolf that no one seems to care is a... well, big talking wolf. I'm going to change that, among other things, so it all makes sense for a world like this. And given his status as a mob boss, I'm sure Grendel won't have any trouble finding his way to places that could lead to interaction.

Write two complete sentences explaining what you can bring to this RPG: Well, I've been a writer here for over four years of my life. I'd like to think that after that time, I've managed to bring something to the games I participate in... even if I don't know what that is, yet.

How many days a week you intend on posting in the RPG: If the flow for this game continues the way it has, to my delight, I'm going to try to at least post every other day, to balance myself between writing for Grendel and writing for Rorschach.

Please provide a small sample post as your character, at least three paragraphs and one line of dialogue in length:

They say, "Once The Devil gets you, he never lets you go."

Some may scream, some may cry, there are even those who would beg for an undeserved mercy on their soul. But this agent of evil - this remorseless, living penance has no time for mercy. He simply grabs hold, and keeps hold. They are his, for all eternity, the moment that cold, chilling grip wraps itself around their entire being. They will obey him. They will serve him. They will please him and guide him through the ages in which he will outlive them. They are the key to his immortality. And if they don't, they simply die. Not a word, nor plight, or even the slightest stare begging for forgiveness will change his mind. He will kill them.

It's just that simple.

However, this was a lesson unlearned by Salvatore Lugelli, an Itallian mob accountant who had spent the majority of his life crunching the numbers for horrible people. People who didn't believe in devil's, much less someone more powerful than them. They were the ones, as far as they were concerned, that really had New York City by the grip of the dirt that lied beneath it. They were it's kings.

But even kings had to have meetings, it seemed, as every major crime family representative had gathered on the Harbor. Sal Lugelli, unfortunately for his soul, was indeed one of them.

The first to speak up was the Sicillian. "Alright, so, let's get down to binnis. We still want control over the East-End suppliers. The drug trades wouldn't even be runnin' without us."

The only African-American at the respresentatives' table sneered at him. "The hell with that. You can forget any compliance. That's our turf. Screw your drug trades, we want majority control over the East."

The Sicillian slammed his fist onto the table. "You outta your damn mind?! We've been runnin' the show for the last five years!"

"Right. And I think it's damn time for some new blood."

The Sicillian reached into his jacket. "Blood, you're wantin'? I can give you bl-"

"Gentlemen, Gentlemen, please.", The Russian intervened. "We have more pressing matters to address than territorial differences, yes?"

The Sicillian put his concealed weapon back, begrudgingly, as the two sat down, still obviously tense.

"Right. The cops."

"No, not cops. They are nothing. No... our real enemy lies within these, what they call themselves? Turtles?"

Some snickering errupted from some of the lackeys behind them.

"Yes, them. Gang of four, last we heard. Shouldn't be too big a problem."

"What about the guys from Central City? Heard they've been getting some heat too."

"That's just some fairytale bullcrap. Something about a masked man, or something."

"Masked man? Rorschach, you mean?"

"No, no, no. That guy's in Harlem. We're staying away from Harlem."

The Russian leaned forward. "Why we stay away from Harlem?"

The Sicillian looked over, seeing the expressions of some of his men at even the name.

"Trust me. It'd do us some good to just stay away from Harlem."

"Alright, it's obvious we've all got issues with the vigilante rate in this town. I say we just group up and take the ****ers on one by one."

"You honestly believe it'll be that simple?"

"Not with that attitude, it-"

Their heated argument was interrupted by instant gunfire, raging just outside. Everyone hit the floor, just as the overhead windows exploded in a parade of bullets.

"JESUS!"

"What the hell?! What-"

"Who's shooting out there?!"

Subsequently, the gunfire immediately ceased. Sal Lugelli, who had remained silent through the entire meeting, poked his head up first, to see what was going on. All that he could see was the incoming shadow, heading straight for them through the west window. And as quickly as he had looked up, Sal brought his head back down, as more gunfire began. Followed by screaming. Followed by a distinct slash of metal upon bone. Sal began to quiver in fear, as a warm liquid stained his left sleeve. Looking up, Sal's jaw dropped, as he saw the bodies of every one of the men that were just talking lying among the ground.

Among them stood a tall, darkly clad figure, holding a staff with a bloodied blade at it's tip. Twirling it, the assassin did not spill even a drop of blood upon his dramatic uniform, as he turned to Sal, and stopped.

"Well. Fancy meeting you here."

Sal got up to his knees, without a weapon to combat that with. The masked figure stepped forward, his blade glistening in the puddles of blood he stepped through. He had taken the mobsters out so fast that Sal wasn't even sure many of them were dead. But there was no denying the way that they lied, motionless, among the pools of blood: If they weren't dead, they probably would want to be at this point.

"Wh... Who... what are you... what do you want with me?", Sal asked, in a hushed tone. "Have I done something wrong?"

"All of us have.", The dark figure simply replied. "But, please. Don't get up on my behalf. I was just passing through."

"You were just...? But you've..."

"Yes. Yes, I've killed them all, it seems. It was really quite easy. Want to see how?"

The assassin stuck his blade to Sal's face, to which Sal's eyes immediately shut closed, as sweat beaded down his forehead.

"Tell me, Mr. Lugelli. Do you believe in opprotunity?"

Sal winced, as he wondered how this mysterious figure even knew his name. But he wasn in no position to dwell on such curiosity.

"I... I don't... I'm not sure what you..."

"Opprotunity, Lugelli. It's not something to be taken lightly. I'm offering you as such."

Lugelli opened his eyes, confused. "You're not going to kill me?"

The assassin tightened the grip on his weapon.

"Not yet."

They say, "Once The Devil gets you, he never lets you go."

The horrible, yet simple truth is this - it's true.

Do you know how to post pictures on the Hype boards?:

 

[absonic93]

hmmm. Two characters....... Let me ponder this with my many periods I use....................................

 

[Gallagher]

I have an idea for my second... I must do some research first.

 

[absonic93]

I kinda have an idea that's Heroes related as well. It would be an interesting arc, probably not last long, and be completely different from what's happening on the show, but I don't know yet.

Lately I've been trying to research into all these characters other people are choosing that our mysterious to me. Some are purty cool.