You know, I had actually written out an application for Ra's Al Guhl when I realized he was DC, and that I already had two.
Then, I searched the previous season for anything done with Mr. Sinister, but found nothing. After typing out
that app, I double-checked and found that he had been used.
I am
this close to a nervous breakdown.
So here goes my third character;
"One Universe" RPG SEASON III SIGN-UP FORM
Screen Name: Senseiofyo'mamma.
Character you would like to play: Devos the Devastator
Powers: Devos wears a powers suit. The suit is highly impervious to damage and grants him superhuman strength. The suit also has various offensive weapons, such as wrist blades (A la Wolvie), energy blasters, frost grenades and poisonous gas.
Brief biography of the character's history: Devos is an extraterrestrial, an intergalactic vigilante that has decided to bring peace upon the entire galaxy. He does this by killing anyone whom he deems a threat to galactic peace, but holds the rather warped view that this applies to everyone, every being and every race, capable of waging war.
List a few reasons why you have chosen that character:
I wanted to play a villain, and a big one at that. Not a thug I'd be done with after one fight with the hero, but someone bigger than that. Ra's was no dice, Mr. Sinister had already been established and I'd especially wanted to do his origin. So, after a LOT of searching through the jungles of Marvel villainy, I stumbled upon Devos, who's motives interested me.
What can you bring to this game?: Decent writing, good interaction, and a whole lot of testicles.
Color and font you plan on using for your character's speech: Fixedsys, bold, purple.
How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG: I plan on never, ever posting. Except two or three times a week.
Please provide a sample post with original content in the style that you plan to write your character in (must be at least 5 paragraphs long and contain at least 3 line of dialogue):
<Come on, machine man, come at me!> the foul smelling behemoth of an alien roared at Devos, spittle raining out of his large mouth with each hate-laced word.
In the alien's three-fingered hand, which, admittedly, was larger than Devos' head, it held a makeshift axe composed of several pieces of scrap metal. Presumably taken from the ship the monster had attacked.
<It is because of filth like you that the world is in such disarray.> Devos stated with contempt, the translator in his helmet making short work of identifying the alien language.
The alien laughed. Cold, menacing. Slowly, Devos let the two wrist blades slide from their place in his armor, the sound of metal rubbing against metal filling the air. Under any other circumstances, the blades would take less than one second to fully eject. But Devos wanted this beast, this murderer, to see what was coming.
<HAHAHA! Your little tin suit does not scare me! I will twist your head off your shoulders, just like I did the pathetic little maggots on this ship!>
<Tell you what, big man.> Devos spoke through gritted teeth, his words angry and venomous. Just as slowly as the blades had come out, they were retracted into his suit.
<How about you show me just how big and strong you are. Drop your weapon. That is, unless you think you desperately need it to kill me.> he continued, a smile forming beneath his helmet.
Even with the immense power and speed the suit he was wearing granted him, Devos knew that judging from the size of the alien standing opposite him, if it got it's hand on him he was a dead man. This, it seemed, the alien knew as well.
<HAHAHAHAHA> it bellowed and snarled. <If you wish to die with honor, that is something I can afford you.>
Devos' smile widened, hidden from view. He nodded, a gesture the alien returned, as it opened it's palm and let the axe drop to the ground.
It took less than 2.4 seconds, the analysis from his helmet would later tell him. Before the axe even hit the ground, Devos had produced in his hand a small, round, explosive charge. As the sand beneath their feet began to make way for the axe's arrival, Devos hurled the grenade at the alien.
PSSSAAAAFFFF
The alien stood, frozen in a large block of ice that covered it's entire body. It hadn't even had time to wipe the smirk of it's face. And finally, as the axe settled on the ground, Devos reached with lightning fast reflexes to his belt, grabbing his energy blaster and taking aim. A near-blinding light and a loud, warped bang sent a blast of crimson energy zooming towards the frozen alien, and, upon making contact, shattered the beast into a thousand pieces of ice.
Devos smiled, satisfied with himself, as he lowered the gun to it's holster.
"I win."
"Ss...S..Ssiiirr....hheeeh...heeeelp...." a small, almost inaudible, voice reached Devos' ears.
Turning, he looked down to see a fragile being, easily five times smaller than himself, dragging itself to his feet with one arm. The other had been blown, or torn, off, blood pouring profusely from the wound.
"Mmmyyyy....wwouunds...can be heaaaaaled...savior....getttT...me to..the shhhhiippp...and I willllll....repay...yooooouuu..." the being begged, finally coming to a stop and reaching up with it's one arm for Devos' help.
Devos the Devastator looked down at the helpless alien and tilted his head.
"I saw the insides of your ship. Weapons capable of unimaginable destruction. I borrowed some."
The alien tilted it's head, not comprehending what was happening.
"You can not be allowed to corrupt this universe any further. Your weapons, and your war, is what is making this universe and all life in it kill itself. Your are a dealer of death, monster."
Devos used his energy blaster to take the other arm off the alien's twitching and convulsing body, before re-entering the ship and murdering each and every surivor in it.
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