The Create-A-Post Thread

[Electro UK]

Hey all. As you may have guessed, I'm a big writer. I do not by any means have the skills some of you here posses, but over the 4 years of being in the RPGs, I'd like the think my skill at it has come on a fair bit. More of my closer friends here like Keyser Soze will know that in my spare time I also write a lot of fan fiction, short stories, and reviews.

Now I know many of you have always wanted to play a specific character, or placed in a certain environment, or it may be that you don't have the time to RP as this guy, perhaps you even want to test the waters before picking someone up, or want to create a scene between him and her. I myself have always dreamt of somehow merging the DC and Marvel RPGs together for a Season somehow, but I know the idea is not too popular what with the OU RPG.

So I bring you the Create-A-Post Thread, a thread where you can create any scenario you want, be it Marvel, DC, or whatever the hell. You're not necesserily writing a whole fan fiction here, unless you want to. It may be you just want to see where you could take a fight between Wolverine and Sabretooth, or go all out crazy and have Luke Skywalker fighting Indiana Jones. You could be wanting to take an alternative approach to something that happened in the comics, or even take a personal favorite RPG post and write it how you'd want to.

The possibilites are really endless. It could be as short as a small post, or as long as... well as it needs to be. This is to give the RPGer's here a spot to just relax, write something they really feel like writing, something they've longed to write, or just have some good ol' fun and get some practise in.

So, with my post in the works, I'll lend the thread over to you. Do whatever the hell you want with it.

 

[Byrd Man]

This is a very interesting idea. Sort of like a one-shot fanfic thread.

 

[Electro UK]

Yeah, exactly.

There are specific things I've wanted to do that I couldn't because of continuity, or the characters I've played etc, and while I was doing a post last night I came up with the idea. My first scenario/story is going to be something me and Keyser have dreamed about for a looooong time.

and you don't even have to do it by yourself, it may be that you get a story together with another player. I think the best thing about it is having the single thread where people can read and then give comment to a just posted story. It essentially takes the "I wish we had this RPg so I could do this" idea, and hands it to you.

 

[Catman_prb]

...That's actually a fantastic idea. Well done

 

[Harlekin]

The post that you are about to read is something I had planned, in broad strokes anyway, for White Tiger (Kasper Cole) over in the Marvel RPG over for quite some time. It would be the third epilogue to the Marvel Knights arc. Unfortunately, I never even got to write a first or second epilogue or even a real conclusion. To just catch you up: the Kingpin (Wilson Fisk) used Kasper to get the Marvel Knights to go to Japan. As a result, Kasper was not only tortured, he did not see his mother (Ruth), girlfriend (Gwen) and son (Jack) for over a week, and they knew nothing of what had happened to him.

Kasper would’ve come home to an eviction notice. Josiah X a.k.a. Justice, a friend of Kasper would’ve taken in his family. Gwen would refuse to take him back and Kasper would’ve ended up living in a single bedroom apartment. Suspended from the police force for his absence, Kasper would basically be in the pits – although I had far worse planned for him – and contemplate giving up his White Tiger identity, the costume that’s gotten him into so much trouble.

Okay, now that’s that out of the way:

WHITE TIGER NO MORE

Kasper Cole scanned the racks of the 24/7 store he was in. The items on the shelves were either ridiculously expensive, the name brands marked up to maximize profit, or so cheap that Kasper doubted their quality. Truthfully though, the suspended narcotics officer could hardly be choosy.

“Hard choice, huh?” Kasper turned to where the voice was coming from: a young man in his late twenties, Caucasian, brown hair, brown eyes and with decent clothes. He looked out of place in the neighbourhood, even more so than Kasper, who’d only earned that nickname for being so white in the first place.

“Yeah, I can never figure out if I should go for ‘Krispy Krutters’,” Kasper replied, taking of the boxes of cereal into his hand, “or if I should just go for ‘Joe’s Jollies’.”
The other man laughed. “That last one sounds like a bad porn movie.”
Kasper laughed along as he replied: “I’ve seen it though. Actually pretty good for a skin flick.”
The stranger didn’t know how to respond, and looked at Kasper slightly dumbfounded until Kasper smiled and he grinned as well.
“Picking up for you or for the kids?” the man asked as he put the Krispy Krutters in his basket.
“Just me,” Kasper replied solemnly.

The two separated then, each picking out different items. When Kasper came up to the counter, he had cornflakes, some microwavable edibles, toilet paper and a selection of baby food. He was embarrassed to admit he didn’t know which his son preferred.
“My daughter used to devour that stuff,” the man from earlier said as he came to the counter with his groceries and pointed out one of the canisters.
“Tasted it once too. I can see why she likes it. Babies get the best food.”
“The best milk anyway,” Kasper replied as he picked out the item and studied it.
“You got that right. Married?”
“No. Not yet, anyway.”
“Don’t waste time. You never know what happens tomorrow.”
“Sounds like it’s coming from a man with experience,” Kasper said unwittingly.
“You can say that. My wife passed away some time ago,” the man replied and Kasper felt like smacking himself in the face right there and then.
“I’m sorry.”
“No, no, don’t worry. I’m just saying, don’t wait too long. You never know how much time you’ve got.”
Growing uneasy and hoping to the change the subject somewhat, Kasper asked: “How old is your daughter?”
“Five, already got a bit of that troublemaking streak.”
“Heh, just like her old man, I bet.”

The two continued talking outside of the stores, each holding their groceries in hand.

“So what line of work you in?”
“I teach with a bit of photography on the side.”
“How’s that working out?”
“Well enough, I guess. I mean, I don’t pick the Krispy Krutters just for the secret decoder ring inside.”
“I got you.”
“How about you?”
Kasper looked away. “Police. Narcotics division.”
“So you’re the man to ask about the junkie that’s been sleeping on my porch?”
“Not for the coming week, anyway.”
“What happened?”
“Suspended.”
“Sleeping on the job?”
“More like not being on the job at all.”
“I’ve had some troubles with that in the past,” the stranger replied.
“There’s, ah,” Kasper started, unsure how to formulate what he was thinking. “Sometimes it feels like I’m two people, you know? But two people who can’t exist at the same time. There’s the me that wants to have a stable job, have a family, have a normal life. Then there’s another me, and he…”
“Heh, I know exactly what’s that like,” the man said with a smile. “All I can tell you is that you’ve got to get your priorities straight. Figure out what really matters.”
“Easier said than done.”
“Tell me about it,” the man laughed. “But, you know, someone very important to me once taught me, something. With great power, comes great responsibility.”
“Sounds deep.”
“Think about it.”
“I will. Thanks…” Kasper said as he extended his hand.
“Peter,” the man responded as the two shook hands.
“Kasper.”
“Good to meet you, Kasper.”
“Good to meet you too, Peter.”

Good to meet you too.

 

[Electro UK]

That was a really heart warming post to read Harl, reminds me of my favorite Spider-man issue of all time.

 

[Harlekin]

Thanks UK. What issue is that?

 

[Electro UK]

Tangled Web 8 "Ray of Light".

Electro and Spidey wreck the house of these 2 kids, and then gives over his rent money to them, but knows it won't make everything better. If you can find it give it a read, its utterly fantastic.

 

[Mercy]

This sounds FANTASTIC

 

[Blacklight]

*subscribes*

 

[Gallagher]

Hmm, interesting idea.

 

[Byrd Man]

I might try a hard-boiled dective story I've always wanted to do in the RPGs.

 

[Gallagher]

A story based around Techno Viking would please me greatly.

 

[Blacklight]

Okay, after I'm done catching up on some posts, I'm going to start on two short-ish fanfics in this thread: one that stars almost all my RPG characters from the present and a few from the past...

SECRET CRISIS WARS ON INFINITE RPGS...

starring:

BLACKLIGHT
BLUE BEETLE
STATIC
HAL JORDAN
HUNTRESS
BLACK PANTHER
SPIDER-MAN
ICEMAN
HUMAN TORCH
KITTY PRYDE
SUPERMAN
KYLE RAYNER
IRON MAN
SPAWN
and more...

and another featuring two heroes that I have yet to play but really want to teaming up to take down two of their greatest enemies:

THE FLASH/CAPTAIN AMERICA: MAXIMUM VELOCITY

starring:
BARRY ALLEN as THE FLASH
STEVE ROGERS as CAPTAIN AMERICA
CROSSBONES
PROFESSOR ZOOM
THE RED SKULL
IRIS WEST
BLACK WIDOW
and more...



I'm really excited. Thank you Electro UK for such an awesome idea for a thread. This is really gonna be fun.t:

 

[Mercy]

I have plans for a What If? Gwen Stacy was alive

 

[Mercy]

When does it start?

 

[Gallagher]

Just post, s'what Harl did

 

[Electro UK]

Okay so finally got round to writing it. As I've said before this is something me and Soze have joked around about and yet taken oddly seriously for a while now. One thing I ask of you is just throw the question "How?" out of the window, and picture the entire scene in your head as I present to you...

Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring

​

"Faster Wade, faster! Move like you've never moved before!" Wade Wilson charges down the street, barging people out the way, and causing just about the usual amount of fuss. "Gottagogottagogottagogottago." it was the usual, nearly as daily event for Deadpool by now. He hadn't been to the little boys room (that's big boys room for me) when he'd left for the days activities of harrasing women, bullying children, and maybe making a little money through the odd mercenary job.

He burst into the local bar. "Outtathewayaman'sgottapeehereandlivesdependonitpeoplelet'sgomoveitmoviemoveit!" chraging through the bathroom door, he took stance at the urinal, and let flow. "AAAAHHHH, that's the stuff... oh wait gotta unzip my costume... AAAAAHHH... bit soggy now... nothing that won't dry off after walking around in public for about 10 minutes with a clear wet patch showing." urine still being produced in a consistently (and worryingly) heavy amount, Wade began to relax as the panic and urges finally began to leave him.

To celebrate his victory over his bowels, he started to hum a little. "Boo-ba-doo-ba-doop... boo-ba-doo-ba-doop." it was a slow, silent hum of a song at first, that he planned to evolve into a thunderous cheer when he emerged from the bathroom, proud of his achievement. The silence of the bathroom was only broken by the on-going fwooshing of Wade's leak and his calm relaxed voice. "Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring bananaphooone... ring ring ring ring ring ring ring--"

"Bananaphoooooone." plop! Deadpool sprung to attention, jerking his head round but being careful not to move his... well you get the picture. It was coming fromn the cubicle... accompanied by several more plops.

"I've got this feeling..."

"So appealing..."

"For us to"

"Get together and sing."

"Sing!" the two voices started to get more confident with each other as they began to sing in time.

"Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring banana phone
Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding donana phone"

"It grows in bunches, I've got my hunches,
It's the best! Beats the rest!
Cellular, modular, interactivodular!"

Suddenly, without a flush from the toilet, the door unlocked, and out came The Joker, with a swooping dance, joining hands with Deadpool as they continued to sing.

"Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring banana phone
Boop-boo-ba-doo-ba-doop!
Ping pong ping pong ping pong ping panana phone."

The two met eye to eye, and hugged each other, tears of joy streaming from their eyes.

"It's no baloney, it ain't a pony
My cellular bananular phoooooooooooooooooone!"

Both erupted into a laughter of relief on the other's shoulder, like a great weight had been lifted from their lives. Deadpool spoke up through the tears first, Joker clearly finding it too hard to talk. "My friend, its like I've known you all my life, whoever you are."

"And... you my friend." Joker replied, fighting back the tears of insanity "Must do your zipper up."

"Only if you pull your pants up."

Yes ladies and gentlemen, I think its safe to say that a beautiful and in some ways horrifying friendship started to bloom that fateful day in the back bathroom of a run down bar. Years later, the two would adopt, and form a child in their own twisted manner to pass on the mantle and tell tales of their great adventures. They named that child Jokerpool... also known as Electro UK. And that ladies and gentlemen, was their very first adventure.

 

[Gallagher]

That was ****ing glorious.

 

[Keyser Soze]

I just came a little.

 

[Keyser Soze]

Night in Gotham City. The Joker has escaped from Arkham Asylum.

The rain was torrential, heaving down from the heavens and battering the city's Gothic structures and tortured souls. Through the midst of this storm, a lone figure walked on foot. He was in the outskirts of the city, having just made a sudden departure from the infamous asylum that stood on the city's edge. With his deathly white skin, he looked like a ghoul of the night. And perhaps that was a fitting description for The Joker.

He didn't seem to mind the wind and rain, even if it did seem ready to knock him off his feet at any moment. He staggered downhill, the tattered remains of his straightjacket billowing in the wind, his bare feet squishing onto the muddy ground under them, doggedly moving forward in the direction of the bright lights of Gotham. It was his playground, his perverted paradise. He couldn't wait to get back to it.

Suddenly, as if on a whim, The Joker tossed his head back skyward, thrust his arms out into the air, and began to sing.

"Just a small town girl,
Livin' in a loooooooonely world!
She took the midnight train going aaaaaaaaaaaanyyyyyyyywheeeeeeere!"

 

[Batman]

Night in Gotham City. The Joker has escaped from Arkham Asylum.

He had received first word of the brutal escape from a police officer's lips, as the terrified man reported a surprise sighting of the clown from across Gotham City's infamous Park Row. From the sound of things, his dispatch wouldn't arrive for another few minutes and, unfortunately, that would be enough time for The Clown Prince of Crime to make his way to an escape. All hope was lost of bringing the criminal to justice.

That was, until a dark cloud flew past the officer's windshield, it's speed almost catching him off guard. Staring with widened-eyes, the officer watched as the cloud grew into a shape more reminiscent of a man. Or perhaps a monster. He honestly wasn't sure, between the howling wind and the pouring, almost blinding rain that fell from the heavens. All that he knew was that something was out there. Something that had heard his call for help, in bringing the madman in.

That "something" was The Joker's longtime enemy, a name almost synonymous with the very opposite of all that the criminal stood for. Whereas The Joker was usually associated with random killing and utter chaos, the figure that basked within the night skies above made claim to order and justice within a city that desperately needed it. He was The Dark Knight Detective, the crusader for justice that fought against the darkest evils that the city had to offer. He was The Batman.

And he had spotted his prey.

Leaping onto a nearby rooftop, Batman silently crept upon the city streets below, as his enemy began dancing around a nearby streetlamp's pole, singing something to himself in his usually jovial and cheerful manner. With a look of disgust painted across his cowled face, The Caped Crusader leapt into the night's rain, determined to bring his enemy down before he could even be given the chance to commit some unspeakable horror. Descending over The Joker like a cloud, Batman lashed out an arm and grabbed his grinning nemesis' own with force, as lightning struck in the background.

But as he hit the ground, Batman suddenly stopped, his enemy's lack of malice evidently apparent, as he continued humming a tune. The tune in question made Batman want to, uncharacteristically, dance. So he did. Tapping his foot in place, Batman grabbed The Joker even tighter, glaring with menace as his surprisingly well toned voice continued on with the tune...

"Just a city boy,", He sang, trying desperately to fight the urge. "Born and raised in South Detroit!"

Batman then pushed The Joker onto a nearby bench, before outstretching his hand, midway through a ballad.

"He took the midnight train going anyyywhere!"

 

[Keyser Soze]

The Joker grabbed onto Batman's outstretched hand, and was pulled off the bench. Hand in hand, the two spun each other round and round, staring longingly into each other's eyes.

"A singer in a smokey room,
The smell of wine and cheap perfuuuuuuuuuume!
For a smile they can share the night,
It goes on and on and on and on..."

 

[Gallagher]

Oh my god it's a ****ing musical.

I love you guys.

 

[Byrd Man]

While the Joker and Batman sang hand in hand, a figure swings in from the shadows. His body finally comes into the light.

"Strangers waiting...up and down the boulevard their shadows searching in the night!"

The Boy Wonder lands in between Batman and Joker on his knees.

"Street light people living just to find emotion. Hiding somewhere in the niggghhhttt!!!"