"One Universe" RPG SEASON IV SIGN-UP FORM
Screen Name: Eddie Brock
Character you would like to play: Clark Kent/
Superman
Powers: Superstrength; superspeed; flight; invulnerability; heat vision; x-ray vision; superhearing; arctic breath.
Brief biography of the character's history: Kal-El was the last son of Krypton. When Galactus came to destroy his home planet, Kal-El's father, Jor-El, rocketed his son into space to spare his life. Kal-El's spaceship ended up in Smallville, Kansas. There, the infant alien was raised as a human under the name of Clark Kent. The Kents loved Kal-El as though he were their own, and they instilled in him a strong sense of morals and dignity. As he grew older, Clark became aware of latent abilities he possessed. He spent years learning to control this abilities until he realized his purpose. He was destined to use these abilities to help people. Moving to Metropolis and taking a job as a reporter at the Daily Planet, Clark created an alter-ego. Donning a red cape with his family crest on his chest, Clark set out to rid the city - and the world - of evil. He was given the alias Superman, and it became a name that stood for truth, justice, and the American way.
More recently, Clark has found a link to his past in Kara Zor-El, his long-lost cousin. Clark is weary of Kara - due to past experiences with other Kryptonians such as Zod, Non, and Ursa - but he embraces her like family nonetheless. Now, it is
his job to act as a parental figure - a brand new role for a man who has done so much.
List a few reasons why you have chosen that character: Much like Bruce Wayne, Superman exists on many levels. There is Clark Kent as he was for most of his life. Fun-loving, caring, and open-minded. Then, there is the Clark Kent that the people of Metropolis know. Bumbling, clumsy, and mild-mannered. Meanwhile, both of these personalities are overshadowed by his Superman persona. The hero who gives his all to protect the world from those who would do harm. Finally, there is Kal-El - the last son of Krypton. He is alone in this universe - that is...except for one blond Kryptonian girl. In her, Superman sees a chance to have someone who
understands him. Honestly, who
wouldn't want the incredible challenge of portraying all of these personas? Each one is unique, fun, and important to the Superman mythos. This is the guy that started it all, and he has endured until now. There is a reason for that. The reason is that Superman helps us all see the good inside ourselves. He inspires us to do more with our lives, and isn't that an important message?
What can you bring to this game?: The same dedication and understanding I have implemented with Spider-Man will be present here. You have my word that nothing out-of-character will happen on my watch. Truth be told, this is probably the RPG I enjoy the most, and I hope that comes across in my posts. Plus, there is literally a new world of interaction possibilities that I have never hesitated to tap into. I talked to both Byrd and Master Bruce during their runs as Superman, and they have given me - indirectly - many fresh ideas. I hope to prove myself worthy of their legacy.
Color and font you plan on using for your character's speech: Blue Verdana for Clark/
Bold Blue Verdana for Superman
How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG: I don't want to give a definite number, but I can assure you that my reliability with Superman will go untested. Like Spider-Man, he's a character I hold so near and dear that I would
never allow myself to fall behind. If I felt I couldn't keep up, I'd trim characters in other RPG's - or I'd let someone else take on the responsibility. Even so, I doubt that would be a problem, to be honest.
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):
(This is taken from my fanfiction work with the Man of Steel. Obviously, this doesn't reflect the RPG continuity, but it does show how I intend to write Superman.)
From the skies, Clark peered over his shoulder at the coffee shop. It was now becoming a speck in the distance. He felt sorry for ditching Lois like that, but there was no other way. Clark was just worried about how he could possibly explain his vanishing act. He couldn't let that distract him, though, as he approached the task at hand.
The gunshots were now loud enough to be heard with the normal human ear. Clark looked down to see the red and blue flashes of the police surrounding the building. He couldn't believe his luck when he realized what building he was flying towards.
The LexCorp Tower.
"Perfect," Clark muttered.
Clark listened carefully to the police radios before making his move. It was a hostage situation. A group of armed men - the exact number unknown - suddenly stormed the building. They ushered all the people into the top five floors, and they posted guards on the ground floor - to keep SWAT from being able to successfully storm the building. The men were heavily armed - with enough ammunition, the police believed, to last through the night. Perhaps more. And - no surprise here - Lex Luthor was among the hostages. Clark didn't like the idea of saving Luthor, but he wouldn't let anything happen.
Swooping down so fast that he was nothing more than a blue blur, Superman burst through the front doors of the building. Sporadic gunfire ensued, but quickly subsided. Moments later, Superman emerged, carrying all of the subdued first floor guards. Tossing them casually down the steps leading to the building, Superman looked at the SWAT team and announced,
"Give me three minutes. After that, come in." And in a flash, he was gone again.
Superman focused on listening to the captors' conversations - not an easy task. He had to do his best to block out all other noise so he could hear them clearly. In response to the first wave of guards being taken out, a second group was coming down the elevator. Superman didn't know how much these men would take before hurting the hostages, so he decided not to waste any time.
Using his heat vision, Superman sealed the elevator doors. The molten metal cooled almost instantly, and there was banging on the other side moments later. The men in the elevator were confused, and they decided to move up to the second floor. Superman beat them there.
Prying open the elevator doors on the second floor, Superman leaped softly into the shaft. He landed almost immediately on the roof of the rising elevator car. Pushing down with his mighty strength, Superman forced the car back down to the ground floor - without squashing the men inside like sardines. By severing the elevator cables, Superman ensured that the men weren't going anywhere for a while.
Ascending through the now-vacant elevator shaft, Superman focused on his next move. It would have to swift, as he was now approaching the dangerous moment where the hostages would be put in peril. His concentration, however, began to fade as he flew higher. He felt remarkably lightheaded, but he shook it off and kept going.
Erupting through the elevator doors onto the first level with hostages, Superman was nearly knocked back by a sudden wave of dizziness. Ignoring the unexplainable feeling, Superman easily took out the first two gunmen he came across. The men on the floors above were growing nervous and impatient. Time was running out. Seeing that the hostages were lying face-down - and the captors were standing up - Superman unleashed a breath equal to gale winds. The hostages were unharmed, but the captors fell over and landed sharply on the hard floor. In the blink of an eye, Superman rounded up their weapons and melted them into a useless, metallic ball. One floor down.
When Superman burst through the floor of the floor above, the growing effects of nausea ruined the element of surprise. As Superman stood still to regain control, the gunmen drew their weapons and began to fire. Superman was just glad that all the gunfire was directed at him - and not the hostages. But something was wrong. These bullets stung his skin as they bounced off. Usually, Superman felt next to nothing from conventional weaponry. Still, he remained standing, and the odds were still in his favor. Superman melted the gun barrels, froze the gunman's hands, or simply knocked them out with brute force. Superman's arsenal was far more varied than his opponents'. But he was feeling his strength slip away.
The next floor was more of the same, but Superman was getting slower. He wasn't sure, but he felt like his heat vision wasn't working as powerfully. Even though he planted his feet, a shotgun blast from a few feet caused Superman to falter slightly. His foes saw the weakness but were still unable to exploit it. Superman could hear Luthor arguing with the captors on the top floor. Superman wasn't surprised that Luthor didn't know when to keep his mouth shut. He brought his attention back to the task at hand. He was holding a gunman by the collar. The gunman fainted out of a combination of fear and exhaustion. The floor was clear.
The next-to-last floor was the worst. As the effects continued to strange Superman, the captors' weaponry grew more powerful still. This time, a shotgun blast caused Superman to stumble and fall to one knee. The gunmen crowded around Superman, and - for the first time - he felt vulnerable. The bullets continued to sting, but they also continued to deflect off Superman's chiseled muscles. However, a shot from a pistol at close range nicked Superman's cheek, and - also for the first time - Superman bled. Superman heard the SWAT team racing up the steps. His work was almost done.
"MOVE AWAY!" a booming voice commanded. The assembled crowd put distance between themselves and the fallen Man of Steel. Superman looked up to see a gunman holding an assault rifle. Superman focused on melting the barrel, but seemingly no heat came out of his eyes. The first shot from the rifle grazed Superman's thigh, tearing his tights and piercing his flesh. The second shot narrowly missed Superman's ear. But on the third shot, the bullet went into Superman's shoulder and came out the other side. Superman immediately fell to the ground, bleeding and helpless.
The stairwell door flew off its hinges as the SWAT team breached the floor. The gunman with the rifle considered taking a fourth shot, but he opted for making a break for it. A vicious shootout occurred all around Superman, but he was only concerned with getting far away from here. It seemed to take all of his strength, but Superman managed to pull himself - with one arm - to a window. His strength, speed, heat vision, and invulnerability had failed him. But maybe he could fly.
"SUPERMAN!" a SWAT officer shouted as he saw the hero throw himself from the window.
He didn't fly. The fall seemed to take forever, but eventually, Superman crashed on the hood of a patrol car - crushing it like a tin can. On the bright side, he was alive, and the effects were fading. Rolling over onto his back, Superman looked up at the sky. He could hear the SWAT team reporting that the floor was clear. Soon, they would move up to the last floor and save the final hostages - Luthor among them. Disaster had been avoided, but it was a close call. Closer than Superman has ever had.
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