One Universe RPG: Season IV OOC Thread
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Byrd Man
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And now we've teamed up to force Byrd to post!
Yeah. Sorry about that, been kind of preocupied with the MCU arc.
Eddie Brock
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No problem. Anyone who isn't an X-Man has been a little lax in here recently. It's no biggie.
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What can we say? Us mutie ****s are on the ball. 
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Forget Syn. It's me he has to worry about.
I smell ********...
...it smells like dirty
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Carnage, you've been patient. I'm ready for Superman and Kara to talk when you are. 
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Byrd, Sensei, Cats...feel free to jump into the Surfer's fight with Parallax anytime.
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"One Universe" RPG SEASON IV SIGN-UP FORM
Screen Name:
Keyser Soze
Character you would like to play:
Iron Man
Powers:
Tony Stark has no inherent superhuman powers, though he ranks as one of the most intelligent men in the world. But when wearing the Iron Man armor, he is granted superhuman strength and durability, the power of flight, and access to an array of weapons and advanced technology. The most commonly-used weapons in Iron Mans arsenal are the repulsor rays fired from the palms of his gauntlets, though he can also use, among other things, a uni-beam projector built into the suits chest, long-distance pulse bolts, miniature time-delayed missiles, an electromagnetic pulse generator, and an ultra-freon (freezing) ray.
Brief biography of the character's history:
During an expedition to Afghanistan, weapons manufacturer Tony Stark was kidnapped by terrorists. One of the bombs detonated in the attack left fragments of shrapnel lodged in Starks chest, and so fellow captive Ho Yinsen inserted an electromagnetic battery into his chest to prevent the shrapnel from drifting into his heart and killing him. Together, Stark and Yinsen construct a powerful suit of armor in order to escape captivity. Yinsen dies in the attempt, but Stark successfully escapes.
Back home, Stark vowed to atone for his role in feeding the cycle of war and bloodshed afflicting the world, with Stark Industries no longer manufacturing or distributing weapons. Furthermore, he refined both his chest battery and the armor he wore around it, in the process creating a new superhero to right the wrongs in the world: Iron Man.
Since beginning his crusade, Tony Starks life has been tumultuous. He fell in love with and married Dinah Lance, only for that relationship to fall apart and for Dinah to leave him. He fell under the thrall of alcoholism, an addiction hes been struggling to battle. His dual identity as Iron Man was revealed to the public. And, in the Justice League of America, Stark has found allies with priorities similar to his own. With threats and enemies old and new looming on the horizon, who knows what the future holds for Iron Man.
List a few reasons why you have chosen that character:
Ive known and liked Iron Man for many years, though its only been over the last couple with Robert Downey Jr. being cast as Tony Stark in the 2008 movie that I became a big fan of the character. Ive been interested in trying my hand at playing him for quite a while now, though for one reason or other I never got the opportunity. This was an app I actually first started working on last season I picked up Thor as a second choice when Blacklight returned to the game. Now - seeing that I dropped Two-Face and have a second slot free, and seeing that Im on a big Stark high after seeing the Iron Man 2 trailer at Comic Con I thought now would be a good time to give him a go.
What can you bring to this game?:
HOPEFULLY, I can break the Iron Man Curse that has stalked this game throughout its history. But well see
Color and font you plan on using for your character's speech:
Tony Stark DarkRed
Iron Man DarkRed, Arial Black
How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG:
However often Im needed. If the League has another meeting, once every three months should suffice.
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):
Theres something about pissing ones self while wearing a suit of armor. You might say that the experience is enough to spark a moment of clarity.
Tony Stark woke up from his drunken stupor, the stench of booze still reeking strong in his nostrils. He felt like hell run over and scraped onto the sidewalk. As his eyelids peeled back and his bloodshot eyes rolled around impotently in their sockets, the first thing to hit him was the cramp in his neck. Hed passed out on the sofa, neck slumped backwards at an awkward angle, saliva trailing defiantly down the side of his face.
Whazza .?
The attempt at words came out a garbled mess, and ended in a sputtering, choking cough. It was like hed gargled razor-blades in his throat, and his tongue had swollen to twice its normal size. God, he could use a drink
He couldnt move his cramped-up neck, it took him actually pushing with his hand to put his head back upright. And thats when the hangover hit him. Like Thor swinging a hammer into the side of his head over and over, his head pulsed and throbbed with pain. Eyes squinting under the meager daylight shining in through the window of his penthouse apartment, Stark took a weary look at his surroundings.
He was still wearing his Iron Man armor, for starters. No wonder every bone in his body was screaming in protest. This armor was designed for combat. This armor was designed for protection. One thing this armor was not designed for, however, was sleeping in. He glanced down, and spotted his discarded helmet sitting on the sofa next to him. In his drunken wisdom, he had apparently turned his helmet upside down, and used it as handy storage for empty bottles. And boy, were there plenty of those.
He remembered the bottle of scotch. That had been the one hed kept stored in his desk drawer. Yeah wasnt he at his office before? He looked down at all the other bottles. At some point he must have flown out, as Iron Man, bought some more booze, and brought it back here to his apartment?
Ugh
Did he pay by card? God, that would be embarrassing. Stark leaned forward, rubbing his metal-clad hands over his stubbly, baggy-eyed face. Slosh. And thats when he became aware of it. The warm wetness in his mid-section, spreading down to his legs. He shook his hips slightly. Slosh slosh. And that brings us to the aforementioned piss.
Uh piss .
Indeed.
Tony Stark just sat there for a moment, defeated, urine trickling triumphantly down his legs, likely gathering in small puddles in the boots of his armor. It was round about this moment that the last and worst sensation hit him like a sucker-punch to the gut: regret. The meeting! The Justice League of America meeting! He physically cringed, shaking his head and clutching at his hair. All this time in recovery, thrown aside in one night. He thought it would take some kind of crisis to push him back off the wagon, but all it took was one little moment of weakness, one errant thought of Oh, a little glass of scotch before I head off for the meeting wont hurt! But it never was just one glass, was it? He thought of the likes of Superman and Captain America hanging around, wondering where he was, then them talking about ways to save the world while he sat here pissing himself. Ugh! Well, it was done now. Hed lost every bit of ground hed gained, and now he was going to have to start clawing it back again piece by piece.
With a grunt of exertion, Stark pushed himself up to his feet. He wobbled unsteadily for an agonizing few moments, worried he was about to topple right forward and land face first on the floor. But he settled into an upright stance, and after several seconds of uneasy stillness, took a cautious step forward. His armor suddenly felt heavy, clunky and awkward on him, walking in it felt stilted and unnatural.
Stark felt like he was a born screw-up. He felt like he constantly burned the people he cared about. He felt like he might be better off just throwing in the towel and giving up on it all. He felt like he felt like he was going to throw up
BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEUUUUUUUURGGGGHH!
Ah, vomit on the shag pile. Jarvis will be delighted. Stark finally manages to stagger into the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror through bloodshot eyes.
Oh God
To put it kindly, he was a mess.
Youre a disgrace, Tony. You make me sick.
He turned on the tap, carefully splashing water on his face.
But thats okay. Thats okay. Youre gonna pull through this. Youre gonna clean yourself up, sort your life out, convince Dinah to give you another chance. And maybe save the world while youre at it.
He had a problem. No more trying to brush this illness aside, thinking he could compartmentalize it and put his brilliant mind to work on dealing with it like he did everything else. It didnt matter that he was Tony Stark, world-renowned industrialist and businessman. It didnt matter that he was Iron Man, celebrated superhero. He was an alcoholic. He needed to accept that flaw within himself, and get help. He couldnt do everything by himself.
Tony remembered the message on his communications relay, the one with the League frequency. The one hed ignored. Before he started drinking
You cant do everything by yourself.
And for a second, everything was clear to him. His purpose laid out before him like a blueprint, direction found. Then he threw up again.
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Screen Name:
Keyser Soze
Character you would like to play:
Iron Man
Powers:
Tony Stark has no inherent superhuman powers, though he ranks as one of the most intelligent men in the world. But when wearing the Iron Man armor, he is granted superhuman strength and durability, the power of flight, and access to an array of weapons and advanced technology. The most commonly-used weapons in Iron Mans arsenal are the repulsor rays fired from the palms of his gauntlets, though he can also use, among other things, a uni-beam projector built into the suits chest, long-distance pulse bolts, miniature time-delayed missiles, an electromagnetic pulse generator, and an ultra-freon (freezing) ray.
Brief biography of the character's history:
During an expedition to Afghanistan, weapons manufacturer Tony Stark was kidnapped by terrorists. One of the bombs detonated in the attack left fragments of shrapnel lodged in Starks chest, and so fellow captive Ho Yinsen inserted an electromagnetic battery into his chest to prevent the shrapnel from drifting into his heart and killing him. Together, Stark and Yinsen construct a powerful suit of armor in order to escape captivity. Yinsen dies in the attempt, but Stark successfully escapes.
Back home, Stark vowed to atone for his role in feeding the cycle of war and bloodshed afflicting the world, with Stark Industries no longer manufacturing or distributing weapons. Furthermore, he refined both his chest battery and the armor he wore around it, in the process creating a new superhero to right the wrongs in the world: Iron Man.
Since beginning his crusade, Tony Starks life has been tumultuous. He fell in love with and married Dinah Lance, only for that relationship to fall apart and for Dinah to leave him. He fell under the thrall of alcoholism, an addiction hes been struggling to battle. His dual identity as Iron Man was revealed to the public. And, in the Justice League of America, Stark has found allies with priorities similar to his own. With threats and enemies old and new looming on the horizon, who knows what the future holds for Iron Man.
List a few reasons why you have chosen that character:
Ive known and liked Iron Man for many years, though its only been over the last couple with Robert Downey Jr. being cast as Tony Stark in the 2008 movie that I became a big fan of the character. Ive been interested in trying my hand at playing him for quite a while now, though for one reason or other I never got the opportunity. This was an app I actually first started working on last season I picked up Thor as a second choice when Blacklight returned to the game. Now - seeing that I dropped Two-Face and have a second slot free, and seeing that Im on a big Stark high after seeing the Iron Man 2 trailer at Comic Con I thought now would be a good time to give him a go.
What can you bring to this game?:
HOPEFULLY, I can break the Iron Man Curse that has stalked this game throughout its history. But well see
Color and font you plan on using for your character's speech:
Tony Stark DarkRed
Iron Man DarkRed, Arial Black
How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG:
However often Im needed. If the League has another meeting, once every three months should suffice.
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):
Theres something about pissing ones self while wearing a suit of armor. You might say that the experience is enough to spark a moment of clarity.
Tony Stark woke up from his drunken stupor, the stench of booze still reeking strong in his nostrils. He felt like hell run over and scraped onto the sidewalk. As his eyelids peeled back and his bloodshot eyes rolled around impotently in their sockets, the first thing to hit him was the cramp in his neck. Hed passed out on the sofa, neck slumped backwards at an awkward angle, saliva trailing defiantly down the side of his face.
Whazza .?
The attempt at words came out a garbled mess, and ended in a sputtering, choking cough. It was like hed gargled razor-blades in his throat, and his tongue had swollen to twice its normal size. God, he could use a drink
He couldnt move his cramped-up neck, it took him actually pushing with his hand to put his head back upright. And thats when the hangover hit him. Like Thor swinging a hammer into the side of his head over and over, his head pulsed and throbbed with pain. Eyes squinting under the meager daylight shining in through the window of his penthouse apartment, Stark took a weary look at his surroundings.
He was still wearing his Iron Man armor, for starters. No wonder every bone in his body was screaming in protest. This armor was designed for combat. This armor was designed for protection. One thing this armor was not designed for, however, was sleeping in. He glanced down, and spotted his discarded helmet sitting on the sofa next to him. In his drunken wisdom, he had apparently turned his helmet upside down, and used it as handy storage for empty bottles. And boy, were there plenty of those.
He remembered the bottle of scotch. That had been the one hed kept stored in his desk drawer. Yeah wasnt he at his office before? He looked down at all the other bottles. At some point he must have flown out, as Iron Man, bought some more booze, and brought it back here to his apartment?
Ugh
Did he pay by card? God, that would be embarrassing. Stark leaned forward, rubbing his metal-clad hands over his stubbly, baggy-eyed face. Slosh. And thats when he became aware of it. The warm wetness in his mid-section, spreading down to his legs. He shook his hips slightly. Slosh slosh. And that brings us to the aforementioned piss.
Uh piss .
Indeed.
Tony Stark just sat there for a moment, defeated, urine trickling triumphantly down his legs, likely gathering in small puddles in the boots of his armor. It was round about this moment that the last and worst sensation hit him like a sucker-punch to the gut: regret. The meeting! The Justice League of America meeting! He physically cringed, shaking his head and clutching at his hair. All this time in recovery, thrown aside in one night. He thought it would take some kind of crisis to push him back off the wagon, but all it took was one little moment of weakness, one errant thought of Oh, a little glass of scotch before I head off for the meeting wont hurt! But it never was just one glass, was it? He thought of the likes of Superman and Captain America hanging around, wondering where he was, then them talking about ways to save the world while he sat here pissing himself. Ugh! Well, it was done now. Hed lost every bit of ground hed gained, and now he was going to have to start clawing it back again piece by piece.
With a grunt of exertion, Stark pushed himself up to his feet. He wobbled unsteadily for an agonizing few moments, worried he was about to topple right forward and land face first on the floor. But he settled into an upright stance, and after several seconds of uneasy stillness, took a cautious step forward. His armor suddenly felt heavy, clunky and awkward on him, walking in it felt stilted and unnatural.
Stark felt like he was a born screw-up. He felt like he constantly burned the people he cared about. He felt like he might be better off just throwing in the towel and giving up on it all. He felt like he felt like he was going to throw up
BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEUUUUUUUURGGGGHH!
Ah, vomit on the shag pile. Jarvis will be delighted. Stark finally manages to stagger into the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror through bloodshot eyes.
Oh God
To put it kindly, he was a mess.
Youre a disgrace, Tony. You make me sick.
He turned on the tap, carefully splashing water on his face.
But thats okay. Thats okay. Youre gonna pull through this. Youre gonna clean yourself up, sort your life out, convince Dinah to give you another chance. And maybe save the world while youre at it.
He had a problem. No more trying to brush this illness aside, thinking he could compartmentalize it and put his brilliant mind to work on dealing with it like he did everything else. It didnt matter that he was Tony Stark, world-renowned industrialist and businessman. It didnt matter that he was Iron Man, celebrated superhero. He was an alcoholic. He needed to accept that flaw within himself, and get help. He couldnt do everything by himself.
Tony remembered the message on his communications relay, the one with the League frequency. The one hed ignored. Before he started drinking
You cant do everything by yourself.
And for a second, everything was clear to him. His purpose laid out before him like a blueprint, direction found. Then he threw up again.
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wiegeabo
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"One Universe" RPG SEASON IV SIGN-UP FORM
Screen Name:
Keyser Soze
Character you would like to play:
Iron Man
Powers:
Tony Stark has no inherent superhuman powers, though he ranks as one of the most intelligent men in the world. But when wearing the Iron Man armor, he is granted superhuman strength and durability, the power of flight, and access to an array of weapons and advanced technology. The most commonly-used weapons in Iron Mans arsenal are the repulsor rays fired from the palms of his gauntlets, though he can also use, among other things, a uni-beam projector built into the suits chest, long-distance pulse bolts, miniature time-delayed missiles, an electromagnetic pulse generator, and an ultra-freon (freezing) ray.
Brief biography of the character's history:
During an expedition to Afghanistan, weapons manufacturer Tony Stark was kidnapped by terrorists. One of the bombs detonated in the attack left fragments of shrapnel lodged in Starks chest, and so fellow captive Ho Yinsen inserted an electromagnetic battery into his chest to prevent the shrapnel from drifting into his heart and killing him. Together, Stark and Yinsen construct a powerful suit of armor in order to escape captivity. Yinsen dies in the attempt, but Stark successfully escapes.
Back home, Stark vowed to atone for his role in feeding the cycle of war and bloodshed afflicting the world, with Stark Industries no longer manufacturing or distributing weapons. Furthermore, he refined both his chest battery and the armor he wore around it, in the process creating a new superhero to right the wrongs in the world: Iron Man.
Since beginning his crusade, Tony Starks life has been tumultuous. He fell in love with and married Dinah Lance, only for that relationship to fall apart and for Dinah to leave him. He fell under the thrall of alcoholism, an addiction hes been struggling to battle. His dual identity as Iron Man was revealed to the public. And, in the Justice League of America, Stark has found allies with priorities similar to his own. With threats and enemies old and new looming on the horizon, who knows what the future holds for Iron Man.
List a few reasons why you have chosen that character:
Ive known and liked Iron Man for many years, though its only been over the last couple with Robert Downey Jr. being cast as Tony Stark in the 2008 movie that I became a big fan of the character. Ive been interested in trying my hand at playing him for quite a while now, though for one reason or other I never got the opportunity. This was an app I actually first started working on last season I picked up Thor as a second choice when Blacklight returned to the game. Now - seeing that I dropped Two-Face and have a second slot free, and seeing that Im on a big Stark high after seeing the Iron Man 2 trailer at Comic Con I thought now would be a good time to give him a go.
What can you bring to this game?:
HOPEFULLY, I can break the Iron Man Curse that has stalked this game throughout its history. But well see
Color and font you plan on using for your character's speech:
Tony Stark DarkRed
Iron Man DarkRed, Arial Black
How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG:
However often Im needed. If the League has another meeting, once every three months should suffice.
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):
Theres something about pissing ones self while wearing a suit of armor. You might say that the experience is enough to spark a moment of clarity.
Tony Stark woke up from his drunken stupor, the stench of booze still reeking strong in his nostrils. He felt like hell run over and scraped onto the sidewalk. As his eyelids peeled back and his bloodshot eyes rolled around impotently in their sockets, the first thing to hit him was the cramp in his neck. Hed passed out on the sofa, neck slumped backwards at an awkward angle, saliva trailing defiantly down the side of his face.
Whazza .?
The attempt at words came out a garbled mess, and ended in a sputtering, choking cough. It was like hed gargled razor-blades in his throat, and his tongue had swollen to twice its normal size. God, he could use a drink
He couldnt move his cramped-up neck, it took him actually pushing with his hand to put his head back upright. And thats when the hangover hit him. Like Thor swinging a hammer into the side of his head over and over, his head pulsed and throbbed with pain. Eyes squinting under the meager daylight shining in through the window of his penthouse apartment, Stark took a weary look at his surroundings.
He was still wearing his Iron Man armor, for starters. No wonder every bone in his body was screaming in protest. This armor was designed for combat. This armor was designed for protection. One thing this armor was not designed for, however, was sleeping in. He glanced down, and spotted his discarded helmet sitting on the sofa next to him. In his drunken wisdom, he had apparently turned his helmet upside down, and used it as handy storage for empty bottles. And boy, were there plenty of those.
He remembered the bottle of scotch. That had been the one hed kept stored in his desk drawer. Yeah wasnt he at his office before? He looked down at all the other bottles. At some point he must have flown out, as Iron Man, bought some more booze, and brought it back here to his apartment?
Ugh
Did he pay by card? God, that would be embarrassing. Stark leaned forward, rubbing his metal-clad hands over his stubbly, baggy-eyed face. Slosh. And thats when he became aware of it. The warm wetness in his mid-section, spreading down to his legs. He shook his hips slightly. Slosh slosh. And that brings us to the aforementioned piss.
Uh piss .
Indeed.
Tony Stark just sat there for a moment, defeated, urine trickling triumphantly down his legs, likely gathering in small puddles in the boots of his armor. It was round about this moment that the last and worst sensation hit him like a sucker-punch to the gut: regret. The meeting! The Justice League of America meeting! He physically cringed, shaking his head and clutching at his hair. All this time in recovery, thrown aside in one night. He thought it would take some kind of crisis to push him back off the wagon, but all it took was one little moment of weakness, one errant thought of Oh, a little glass of scotch before I head off for the meeting wont hurt! But it never was just one glass, was it? He thought of the likes of Superman and Captain America hanging around, wondering where he was, then them talking about ways to save the world while he sat here pissing himself. Ugh! Well, it was done now. Hed lost every bit of ground hed gained, and now he was going to have to start clawing it back again piece by piece.
With a grunt of exertion, Stark pushed himself up to his feet. He wobbled unsteadily for an agonizing few moments, worried he was about to topple right forward and land face first on the floor. But he settled into an upright stance, and after several seconds of uneasy stillness, took a cautious step forward. His armor suddenly felt heavy, clunky and awkward on him, walking in it felt stilted and unnatural.
Stark felt like he was a born screw-up. He felt like he constantly burned the people he cared about. He felt like he might be better off just throwing in the towel and giving up on it all. He felt like he felt like he was going to throw up
BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEUUUUUUUURGGGGHH!
Ah, vomit on the shag pile. Jarvis will be delighted. Stark finally manages to stagger into the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror through bloodshot eyes.
Oh God
To put it kindly, he was a mess.
Youre a disgrace, Tony. You make me sick.
He turned on the tap, carefully splashing water on his face.
But thats okay. Thats okay. Youre gonna pull through this. Youre gonna clean yourself up, sort your life out, convince Dinah to give you another chance. And maybe save the world while youre at it.
He had a problem. No more trying to brush this illness aside, thinking he could compartmentalize it and put his brilliant mind to work on dealing with it like he did everything else. It didnt matter that he was Tony Stark, world-renowned industrialist and businessman. It didnt matter that he was Iron Man, celebrated superhero. He was an alcoholic. He needed to accept that flaw within himself, and get help. He couldnt do everything by himself.
Tony remembered the message on his communications relay, the one with the League frequency. The one hed ignored. Before he started drinking
You cant do everything by yourself.
And for a second, everything was clear to him. His purpose laid out before him like a blueprint, direction found. Then he threw up again.
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Screen Name: Optikal
Character you would like to play: James Rhodes / War Machine
Powers:
Rhodes was trained as an aircraft pilot and studied aviation engineering while in service with the United States Marine Corps. He is exceptionally skilled in both fixed wing and rotary wing aircraft operation/maintenance and has piloted various aircraft at Stark Enterprises. Due to his Marine Corps training, Rhodes is an experienced soldier and formidable fighter skilled in the use of military weaponry such as small arms and a variety of unarmed combat techniques. In addition to being an accomplished pilot, engineer, soldier, and businessman, Rhodes derives multiple abilities from various hi-tech armors, either designed by Stark Industries or extraterrestrial in nature. With his years of experience with both the Iron Man and War Machine powered armors, Rhodes is skilled in armored combat and uses a more physical fighting style compared to Stark
Rhodes sustained several fatal injuries requiring an added life support system with cybernetic implants in place of his limbs and parts of his face.
The armor's computer displays can be projected due to holographic generators and the armor's systems are operated via a cybernetic link to Rhodes himself. The armor is composed of alloys such as titanium and Wakandan vibranium coated for stealth capabilities, and can be sealed for space and underwater travel. Armaments include sonic generators, pulse bolts, and miniguns. Besides being independent of all outside systems, the armor can interface with any system and has cybernetic interlocking capabilities that can integrate mechanical constructs to repair and upgrade the armor.
Brief biography of the character's history:
James Rhodes is an African American who was born in the South Philadelphia section of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. A lieutenant in the United States Marine Corps, he served tours of duty in Southeast Asia as a combat pilot.
He is a long time friend and ally of Tony Stark, the hero known as Iron Man. Stark has repeatedly offered Rhodes a career working for him. However, Rhodes heart was in his military career. After being retired as a disabled war veteran and after taking several career paths, Rhodes finally took Stark's offer and became Stark's personal pilot, chief aviation engineer for Stark International, and one of Stark's closest friends and confidants.
List a few reasons why you have chosen that character:
1. War Machine is cooler than Iron Man.... Yeah, I said it!
2. I like non-X Gene characters
3. umm... I... umm... did I mention War Machine was cool?
What can you bring to this game?:
I think I can bring recreational drugs, sex and mechanical violence. Also, experience might filter in there somewhere too
Color and font you plan on using for your character's speech:
Verdana Bold Black
How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG:
As many as needed
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):
Charging at 50 . Clear!
Cmon...
Charging at 100
Clear!
Come on damn you!
Beep beep beep beep
Welcome back Mr Rhodes.
He awoke in a bright room. The fluorescent lights hanging overhead hurt his eyes and he winced involuntarily. Most of his body was still heavily bandaged. The cannula in the back of his left hand itched and he hadnt heard of the liquid that was being fed intravenously through it. His vision was blurred and his head swam in pain and confusion.
The whisper of a door hissed to his right and he felt a rush of cold air wash across his face. A man appeared at his bedside, a long white jacket over a grey suit and a clipboard cradled in his right arm. Good Morning James. My name is Dr Thorne. How are you feeling?
James lay back on his pillow and groaned. Like I was hit by a damn truck.
Well, you've been through a lot. I thought you werent going to make it through. But I havent lost a patient yet, and you werent going to be the first. Youll be feeling pretty weak for a while I expect, youre doing better than I thought you would given the extent of your injuries.
What happened?
Well James..." The doctor swallowed and shuffled uncomfortably, unable to look his patient in the eye. "We had to amputate your limbs to save your life. You also had three broken vertebrae, a punctured lung thanks to two broken ribs. You had a shattered jaw and a cracked skull. Also, internal bleeding and bruising as well as various bodily scratches and crazes.
Rhodes swallowed. His head swam. He was restrained to the bad and couldn't see the rest of his body. It couldn't be true though... hell, he could still feel his fingers! he could feel them right there on the end of his arms! Rhodes knew that was a common problem for amputees though. His rational thinking kicked in near instantly. So how come I aint dead?
The doctor smiled, his thin lips spreading wide across his face. Well, in short you were. You died James and I brought you back. Thanks to pioneering technology and the sizeable wealth of the man that paid for this, I was able to bring you back. We've had to implant cybernetic technologies into your brain, your skull and your spine. It'll take time before you're well enough to undergo further operations, but with a bit of patience and time, we'll reconstruct you as best we can.
James swallowed a breath, his mouth becoming dry. He scowled, his mind trying and struggling to drink in the new information. Who paid for this and why?
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Screen Name: Optikal
Character you would like to play: James Rhodes / War Machine
Powers:
Rhodes was trained as an aircraft pilot and studied aviation engineering while in service with the United States Marine Corps. He is exceptionally skilled in both fixed wing and rotary wing aircraft operation/maintenance and has piloted various aircraft at Stark Enterprises. Due to his Marine Corps training, Rhodes is an experienced soldier and formidable fighter skilled in the use of military weaponry such as small arms and a variety of unarmed combat techniques. In addition to being an accomplished pilot, engineer, soldier, and businessman, Rhodes derives multiple abilities from various hi-tech armors, either designed by Stark Industries or extraterrestrial in nature. With his years of experience with both the Iron Man and War Machine powered armors, Rhodes is skilled in armored combat and uses a more physical fighting style compared to Stark
Rhodes sustained several fatal injuries requiring an added life support system with cybernetic implants in place of his limbs and parts of his face.
The armor's computer displays can be projected due to holographic generators and the armor's systems are operated via a cybernetic link to Rhodes himself. The armor is composed of alloys such as titanium and Wakandan vibranium coated for stealth capabilities, and can be sealed for space and underwater travel. Armaments include sonic generators, pulse bolts, and miniguns. Besides being independent of all outside systems, the armor can interface with any system and has cybernetic interlocking capabilities that can integrate mechanical constructs to repair and upgrade the armor.
Brief biography of the character's history:
James Rhodes is an African American who was born in the South Philadelphia section of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. A lieutenant in the United States Marine Corps, he served tours of duty in Southeast Asia as a combat pilot.
He is a long time friend and ally of Tony Stark, the hero known as Iron Man. Stark has repeatedly offered Rhodes a career working for him. However, Rhodes heart was in his military career. After being retired as a disabled war veteran and after taking several career paths, Rhodes finally took Stark's offer and became Stark's personal pilot, chief aviation engineer for Stark International, and one of Stark's closest friends and confidants.
List a few reasons why you have chosen that character:
1. War Machine is cooler than Iron Man.... Yeah, I said it!
2. I like non-X Gene characters
3. umm... I... umm... did I mention War Machine was cool?
What can you bring to this game?:
I think I can bring recreational drugs, sex and mechanical violence. Also, experience might filter in there somewhere too
Color and font you plan on using for your character's speech:
Verdana Bold Black
How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG:
As many as needed
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):
Charging at 50 . Clear!
BZZT!
BZZT!
BZZT!
Cmon...
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BZZT!
................................................. ....
Come on damn you!
Beep
Beep...
Beep beep beep beep
Welcome back Mr Rhodes.
***
He awoke in a bright room. The fluorescent lights hanging overhead hurt his eyes and he winced involuntarily. Most of his body was still heavily bandaged. The cannula in the back of his left hand itched and he hadnt heard of the liquid that was being fed intravenously through it. His vision was blurred and his head swam in pain and confusion.
The whisper of a door hissed to his right and he felt a rush of cold air wash across his face. A man appeared at his bedside, a long white jacket over a grey suit and a clipboard cradled in his right arm. Good Morning James. My name is Dr Thorne. How are you feeling?
James lay back on his pillow and groaned. Like I was hit by a damn truck.
Well, you've been through a lot. I thought you werent going to make it through. But I havent lost a patient yet, and you werent going to be the first. Youll be feeling pretty weak for a while I expect, youre doing better than I thought you would given the extent of your injuries.
What happened?
Well James..." The doctor swallowed and shuffled uncomfortably, unable to look his patient in the eye. "We had to amputate your limbs to save your life. You also had three broken vertebrae, a punctured lung thanks to two broken ribs. You had a shattered jaw and a cracked skull. Also, internal bleeding and bruising as well as various bodily scratches and crazes.
Rhodes swallowed. His head swam. He was restrained to the bad and couldn't see the rest of his body. It couldn't be true though... hell, he could still feel his fingers! he could feel them right there on the end of his arms! Rhodes knew that was a common problem for amputees though. His rational thinking kicked in near instantly. So how come I aint dead?
The doctor smiled, his thin lips spreading wide across his face. Well, in short you were. You died James and I brought you back. Thanks to pioneering technology and the sizeable wealth of the man that paid for this, I was able to bring you back. We've had to implant cybernetic technologies into your brain, your skull and your spine. It'll take time before you're well enough to undergo further operations, but with a bit of patience and time, we'll reconstruct you as best we can.
James swallowed a breath, his mouth becoming dry. He scowled, his mind trying and struggling to drink in the new information. Who paid for this and why?
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Just want to say I'm absolutely loving this scene, Op. You're doing some amazing stuff!
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Awesome stuff, Keys and Op. Really feels like the two of them have known each other for years, you guys have got chemistry it's not easy to come by.
Also digging the Kiss Kiss Bang Bang-inspired narration for Tony, Keys, awesome stuff!
Also digging the Kiss Kiss Bang Bang-inspired narration for Tony, Keys, awesome stuff!
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"One Universe" RPG SEASON IV SIGN-UP FORM
Screen Name: Optikal
Character you would like to play: Logan Howlett / Wolverine
Powers:
-Healing Factor
-Retractable claws
-The ability to be everywhere and on every team in the Marvel Universe at any given time.
Brief biography of the character's history: Logan was the first leader of Charles Xaviers new band of mutant superheroes, The X-Men. Following this he left the team and briefly teamed up with The Bat-Man in Gotham City. Now though, Logan finds himself alone and uncaged.
List a few reasons why you have chosen that character:
1. It's Wolve-****ing-rine!
2. He's the best at what he does
3. And what he does isn't very nice.
What can you bring to this game?: A good knowledge of the character, his relationships and his rogues gallery. Enthusiasm for the universe and the game at large.
Color and font you plan on using for your character's speech: Verdana, this bluey turqoisey gray color
How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG: as many as needed
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):
Alkali Lake.
Canada.
1972.
Two men sat alone in the small room. A large mirrored wall on the left of the room, provided a viewing space for a group of scientists to make their notes on the goings on. Within the grey box-room sat a man wearing a black uniform. Across the small table sat a dark haired man in a white vest and black jeans. He had the butt of a cigar in his mouth and casually blew smoke through gritted teeth after each puff.
The officer spoke up first, rummaging idly at a thick file on the table in front of him. Mr Howlett, as you are aware, this organization has selected you for our programme for a very specific reason...
Because Im a freak, he grunted matter-of-factly.
The officer pursed his lips, cautious as to his manner around the other man. We prefer the term mutant. But yes, you were selected for your mutant healing ability as well as your training and talent as a soldier. Our programme desires the best of the best and in your field, you are one of the best.
Im THE best.
Indeed. Should you wish to sign up to our programme, you will be given training and preparation, as well as a position in our most elite black ops force. You will also be paid a significant sum for your time and co-operation.
Logan scratched his face idly, considering the proposal. What exactly is this programme and what are you and your buddies standing behind that mirror over there planning to do to me?
The officer flicked his gaze toward the mirror and back towards Creed. I... uh We plan to have you undergo a series of physically enhancing tests. Your body will be tested to the limit as we attempt to enhance your already considerable talents.
Keep talkin' Logan leaned back in his seat and stretched his legs out, crossing them and folding his arms on his chest. Look. You can be straight with me and well be on the level, or you can keep tryin' to leadme down the long path and I can rip your arms off. Choice is yours, bub.
The officer swallowed hard, his gaze flicking toward the mirror repeatedly. Well, you will be partaking in a variety of experiments by the very best medical minds available. We will enhance your powers, give you better toold for job and make you damn near indestructible. You will be the fourth man to undergo our Super Soldier testing and should our tests be successful, you will join our group of genetically enhanced Elites. In short Mr Howlett, you will become super-human.
Logans expression remained flat as he became lost in thought. After a few moments of silence and a whole load of erratic glances by the young officer, he smiled. He removed his cigar from between his teeth and died it out on the desk. Leaning forward, he caused the young man to tense And if I say no?
Well Logan, you will be free to go about your life as you see fit. However, there is one more outstanding matter that we must address
"Heh" he snorted, And what might that be?
Your father. He died around the same time you disappeared. Weve been investigating his death for a long time. The killer was never found. But we know pretty much everything. The file is right here. Should you choose not to accept our offer, then Im afraid this file might become a problem for all of us. However, should you undertake our programme, Im sure youll find that paperwork well, it can have a habit of disappearing.
Creed scowled and let out a low throaty growl. I knew you bastards had somethin up your sleeve the second you picked me up in that hell hole. Well bub, looks like I dont have much of a choice then do I?
The officer stood and smiled, moving to the door with the file under his arm. We all have choices Mr Howlett. Its what we do with them that counts. Welcome to the Weapon X program Logan".
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Screen Name: Optikal
Character you would like to play: Logan Howlett / Wolverine
Powers:
-Healing Factor
-Retractable claws
-The ability to be everywhere and on every team in the Marvel Universe at any given time.
Brief biography of the character's history: Logan was the first leader of Charles Xaviers new band of mutant superheroes, The X-Men. Following this he left the team and briefly teamed up with The Bat-Man in Gotham City. Now though, Logan finds himself alone and uncaged.
List a few reasons why you have chosen that character:
1. It's Wolve-****ing-rine!
2. He's the best at what he does
3. And what he does isn't very nice.
What can you bring to this game?: A good knowledge of the character, his relationships and his rogues gallery. Enthusiasm for the universe and the game at large.
Color and font you plan on using for your character's speech: Verdana, this bluey turqoisey gray color
How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG: as many as needed
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):
Alkali Lake.
Canada.
1972.
Two men sat alone in the small room. A large mirrored wall on the left of the room, provided a viewing space for a group of scientists to make their notes on the goings on. Within the grey box-room sat a man wearing a black uniform. Across the small table sat a dark haired man in a white vest and black jeans. He had the butt of a cigar in his mouth and casually blew smoke through gritted teeth after each puff.
The officer spoke up first, rummaging idly at a thick file on the table in front of him. Mr Howlett, as you are aware, this organization has selected you for our programme for a very specific reason...
Because Im a freak, he grunted matter-of-factly.
The officer pursed his lips, cautious as to his manner around the other man. We prefer the term mutant. But yes, you were selected for your mutant healing ability as well as your training and talent as a soldier. Our programme desires the best of the best and in your field, you are one of the best.
Im THE best.
Indeed. Should you wish to sign up to our programme, you will be given training and preparation, as well as a position in our most elite black ops force. You will also be paid a significant sum for your time and co-operation.
Logan scratched his face idly, considering the proposal. What exactly is this programme and what are you and your buddies standing behind that mirror over there planning to do to me?
The officer flicked his gaze toward the mirror and back towards Creed. I... uh We plan to have you undergo a series of physically enhancing tests. Your body will be tested to the limit as we attempt to enhance your already considerable talents.
Keep talkin' Logan leaned back in his seat and stretched his legs out, crossing them and folding his arms on his chest. Look. You can be straight with me and well be on the level, or you can keep tryin' to leadme down the long path and I can rip your arms off. Choice is yours, bub.
The officer swallowed hard, his gaze flicking toward the mirror repeatedly. Well, you will be partaking in a variety of experiments by the very best medical minds available. We will enhance your powers, give you better toold for job and make you damn near indestructible. You will be the fourth man to undergo our Super Soldier testing and should our tests be successful, you will join our group of genetically enhanced Elites. In short Mr Howlett, you will become super-human.
Logans expression remained flat as he became lost in thought. After a few moments of silence and a whole load of erratic glances by the young officer, he smiled. He removed his cigar from between his teeth and died it out on the desk. Leaning forward, he caused the young man to tense And if I say no?
Well Logan, you will be free to go about your life as you see fit. However, there is one more outstanding matter that we must address
"Heh" he snorted, And what might that be?
Your father. He died around the same time you disappeared. Weve been investigating his death for a long time. The killer was never found. But we know pretty much everything. The file is right here. Should you choose not to accept our offer, then Im afraid this file might become a problem for all of us. However, should you undertake our programme, Im sure youll find that paperwork well, it can have a habit of disappearing.
Creed scowled and let out a low throaty growl. I knew you bastards had somethin up your sleeve the second you picked me up in that hell hole. Well bub, looks like I dont have much of a choice then do I?
The officer stood and smiled, moving to the door with the file under his arm. We all have choices Mr Howlett. Its what we do with them that counts. Welcome to the Weapon X program Logan".
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"One Universe" RPG SEASON IV SIGN-UP FORM
Screen Name: Optikal
Character you would like to play: Logan Howlett / Wolverine
Powers:
-Healing Factor
-Retractable claws
-The ability to be everywhere and on every team in the Marvel Universe at any given time.
Brief biography of the character's history: Logan was the first leader of Charles Xaviers new band of mutant superheroes, The X-Men. Following this he left the team and briefly teamed up with The Bat-Man in Gotham City. Now though, Logan finds himself alone and uncaged.
List a few reasons why you have chosen that character:
1. It's Wolve-****ing-rine!
2. He's the best at what he does
3. And what he does isn't very nice.
What can you bring to this game?: A good knowledge of the character, his relationships and his rogues gallery. Enthusiasm for the universe and the game at large.
Color and font you plan on using for your character's speech: Verdana, this bluey turqoisey gray color
How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG: as many as needed
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):
Alkali Lake.
Canada.
1972.
Two men sat alone in the small room. A large mirrored wall on the left of the room, provided a viewing space for a group of scientists to make their notes on the goings on. Within the grey box-room sat a man wearing a black uniform. Across the small table sat a dark haired man in a white vest and black jeans. He had the butt of a cigar in his mouth and casually blew smoke through gritted teeth after each puff.
The officer spoke up first, rummaging idly at a thick file on the table in front of him. Mr Howlett, as you are aware, this organization has selected you for our programme for a very specific reason...
Because Im a freak, he grunted matter-of-factly.
The officer pursed his lips, cautious as to his manner around the other man. We prefer the term mutant. But yes, you were selected for your mutant healing ability as well as your training and talent as a soldier. Our programme desires the best of the best and in your field, you are one of the best.
Im THE best.
Indeed. Should you wish to sign up to our programme, you will be given training and preparation, as well as a position in our most elite black ops force. You will also be paid a significant sum for your time and co-operation.
Logan scratched his face idly, considering the proposal. What exactly is this programme and what are you and your buddies standing behind that mirror over there planning to do to me?
The officer flicked his gaze toward the mirror and back towards Creed. I... uh We plan to have you undergo a series of physically enhancing tests. Your body will be tested to the limit as we attempt to enhance your already considerable talents.
Keep talkin' Logan leaned back in his seat and stretched his legs out, crossing them and folding his arms on his chest. Look. You can be straight with me and well be on the level, or you can keep tryin' to leadme down the long path and I can rip your arms off. Choice is yours, bub.
The officer swallowed hard, his gaze flicking toward the mirror repeatedly. Well, you will be partaking in a variety of experiments by the very best medical minds available. We will enhance your powers, give you better toold for job and make you damn near indestructible. You will be the fourth man to undergo our Super Soldier testing and should our tests be successful, you will join our group of genetically enhanced Elites. In short Mr Howlett, you will become super-human.
Logans expression remained flat as he became lost in thought. After a few moments of silence and a whole load of erratic glances by the young officer, he smiled. He removed his cigar from between his teeth and died it out on the desk. Leaning forward, he caused the young man to tense And if I say no?
Well Logan, you will be free to go about your life as you see fit. However, there is one more outstanding matter that we must address
"Heh" he snorted, And what might that be?
Your father. He died around the same time you disappeared. Weve been investigating his death for a long time. The killer was never found. But we know pretty much everything. The file is right here. Should you choose not to accept our offer, then Im afraid this file might become a problem for all of us. However, should you undertake our programme, Im sure youll find that paperwork well, it can have a habit of disappearing.
Creed scowled and let out a low throaty growl. I knew you bastards had somethin up your sleeve the second you picked me up in that hell hole. Well bub, looks like I dont have much of a choice then do I?
The officer stood and smiled, moving to the door with the file under his arm. We all have choices Mr Howlett. Its what we do with them that counts. Welcome to the Weapon X program Logan".
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Yay, I'm not on the list. Best boy!
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Sensei, come on MSN soon I think it's time we started what you talked about a while ago.
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I've decided that I enjoyed being a spectator of Byrd's MCU arc more than being a participant. I picked up Two-Face to make up for losing him in UDC, but not all Two-Faces are alike. Consider him dropped.
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