The "Ultimate DC Universe" RPG, Season 3.0: Sign-Up/OOC Thread

[Green Lantern]

Approved

Its still April first here.... Nah, that'd just be cruel

 

[Byrd Man]

No! GL, we can't approve him, remember? Ole Nazi Bruce removed us as AGMs because we were "undesireables" Let freedom ring, indeed

 

[Batman]

You're about thirteen minutes too late on that, Byrdy.

 

[SenseiofCheese]

Oh jesus, I thought we were going to have some huge situation that ended in someone nuking the Hype.

I hate the 1st of April so....so much. t:

 

[Green Lantern]

Oh jesus, I thought we were going to have some huge situation that ended in someone nuking the Hype.

I hate the 1st of April so....so much. t:

You know, someone pranked me last night, but it led to good things, so I'm not too upset about it

 

[SenseiofCheese]

You know how I got pranked? A friend of mine texted me, saying his phone was about to run out of it's charge and he was at his cousin's house, and that he had something important to tell me. I called the number he gave me, and unless his cousing is a hotline for gay men, I'm pretty sure I got pranked.

So, mine also led to good things.

*Badum-tish*

 

[Green Lantern]

... wow.

 

[Byrd Man]

Maybe your friend is trying to tell you something, sensei...maybe something that not even you realize...

 

[Green Lantern]

No, Byrd, Sensei won't sleep with you either. Stop hitting on us.

 

[Eddie Brock]

All I did yesterday was confess my undying love to this girl in a note. I had more planned in my mind, but I'm too f**king lazy to follow through.

 

[Spike_x1]

I slept until noon, so I missed out on any shenanigans.

 

[SenseiofCheese]

Well, now I'm all interested.

 

[Saved]

I slept until noon, so I missed out on any shenanigans.

I love that word. It reminds me of the movie Waiting which was ****ing histerical!

 

[MinNoir]

.'ULTIMATE DC UNIVERSE' RPG Application.

Screenname: MinNoir

Character You Would Like To Play: Ultimate Stephanie Brown/Spoiler

Basic History Of The Character:

As a young stock broker on the make, Stephanie's life is finally looking up after all these years, the mother of an eight year old girl. She's hung up her cloak for the last time. As she studies her life the twenty-four year old examines, the twists and turns she's taken over these years. At fifteen she was a scared pregnant girl, and by sixteen she was a Mom. This motherless child, a mother herself faced the world alone.

Stephanie's father, Arthur Brown, the third rate criminal known as the Clue Master, has never been a real part of her life, if anything he's only made things worse. So now she tries to keep everything together, for the true love of her life, her daughter, Lyle Simone Brown, a musically gifted child whose passions are the inspirations that keep her Mother together.Spoiler, an old name Stephanie created when she was fourteen in her efforts to 'spoil,' her idiotic father's attempts at being a villain. Still, she remained Spoiler until she was a mere eighteen, when several higher ranking villain were able to kid nap Stephanie's daughter. After that, she put Spoiler away, the cloak in the closet.

Alas, the call was made for her services at twenty, Stephanie was much more than the mere utility belt, she was a street fighter you could say. After all, a girl who grew up on the streets did know how to fight, boxing, kick boxing, Judo and the basic fighting skills. She's not a top level fighter, no, and she's always known that its her cleverness and ingenuity that saves her half the time. But again, she was no mere purple hooded girl with the mask, and a utility belt. No she simply had a small pouch, of small grenades, flash bangs, smokes, sleepers, fragments, and other theatrical grenades that she would use. During this call, she discovered she had one more skill... racing, she found herself behind the wheel of a Nissan 240 SX, in a street race and here she smoked the competition. In love with the sport, she's kept the 240 for the occasional challenge.

Fighting beside some of finest, she again put her cloak to rest, focusing on her career and her daughter. But, as she works this city she learns that Spoiler is still needed, she struggles with the desire to battle crime, and live her life as it is. Alas, she keeps the cloak in the closet at twenty-four an up and coming stock broker, she's just moved to the more elite part of Gotham, hoping to provide a better life for Lyle.

Three Reasons Why You Have Chosen That Character:

1. I'd like to take what DC wrote about her, and really expand upon it, so I did a rewrite on her character, hoping to bring some more light to a character that deserves the right to co-exist with the other boys and girls, rather than be monkey chunked into the refrigerator.
2. I always found Stephanie to be very interesting, as a character, and while I didn't collect her appearances, I did admire the ones she was in particularly in the Birds of Prey, and Batgirl. Always, felt that she was someone that could've been the 3rd Black Canary, if given the chance to expand that far, and who knows.
3. Spoiler, she's a good starter alias, and I wanted to grow Steph into a new one, one thats... more adult for her. Secondly, this is a lower rated character and not much is known and thought I'd really go about expanding that information. Thirdly, this is really nerdy, there was this board that was about and everyone had a secret nickname on their profile given to them by the administrator. I felt left out, and she said that I would be the 2nd Spoiler, thus my small appreciation for Miss Brown.

What Do You Plan On Doing With This Character As A Person (IE: How are you 'utlimizing' him or her?):

Does writing that character history count? [Insert nervous laugh here] Ah, moving on, the Ultimate Stephanie Brown grows up from Spoiler into a new alias I have yet to determine appropriate for her. Also, here she's taking different turns, as far as her character goes, this is already a huge departure from the DC U. Right now I just want to develop her, shape her, move her into this woman that is strong like she was meant to be. Oh and if you haven't noticed, I haven't mentioned who her Mother is, and I haven't said who Lyle's Dad is. I'm leaving that open for future prospects, and are issues that Steph has to deal with.

Two Complete Sentences In Proper English Explaining What You Can Bring To This RPG (As A Player):

As a player, I come from a well developed role playing teer as someone who has ran, managed, and wrote in numerous Star Trek RPGs; so I understand the nature of posting and the paragraph structures as well. You're not getting a newbie, your getting quite the oldie actually and as a player I am detailed with the characters that I play, and I've been known to create complex back stories and bring depth. I've continuously studied Stephanie and I continue to study her as well as characters outside the DC U who have a similar back story, or character traits.

What Fonts Do You Plan To Use For Your Character’s Speech? (Makes the roster look better): Palatino Linotype for Spoiler, Georgia for Stephanie Brown. Both will be in bold.


Please Provide A Small Sample Post In The Format You Wish To Portray Your Character In:

The early morning strode in, the sunlight peeked through the curtains, pouring over her soft skin. Blonde hair falling over her face, her body laying against the bed, as it pressed against her, the wrinkles rippling like the sand around her. She moved to her side, the pillow creasing, the small sound of her body moving seemed to echo throughout the small apartment. It was a Saturday, as Lyle was very aware of that small fact, tip toeing across the hall.

Her small eyes peered through the crack between the wooden door, and the door way that led into her Mother's bedroom. Her lips inwardly held as she bit the bottom, hoping not to make a sound, Lyle could see her Mom's scars, she quietly moved across the lush carpet her small feet making small little prints. Slipping through, that small opening, that was the space between the door and doorway, she looked around. The modern clock on the wall, in its black ominous square, large numbers boldly facing Lyle down. The girl noted the curtains' opening, and the black dresser that she stood right next to.

Stephanie's comfort was unsettled, her mind floated to her worries over the bills, and what her co-worker had stated about her lack luster love life. Her face crunched with such thoughts, but a smile crawled along. She could hear her daughter breathing, the sound of the tip toeing that had become trademark in her home. With her eyes tightly shut, Steph waited, and just as Lyle pounced on the bed, she turned, and playfully shouted, “BOO!”

“AAAAHHH!” Lyle was startled, laughing to herself, Stephanie, pulled her daughter into a hug as they sat in her bed.

Kissing the top of her forehead, Stephanie asked, “what are you doing monkey bean?”

“Trying to scare you,” replied Lyle who looked down as if she failed somehow.

With that motherly smile on her face, she held Lyle still, “you almost had me, don't worry one of these days you'll get me.” Another kiss to the girl's forehead, “besides you know you don't have to do that to me.”

“I know, but its fun.” Lyle flashed a signature smile, as her Mom tickled her, “Mommy stop it!”

“What? I can't hear you, monkey bean, what was that?”

“MOMMY! STOP!”

Stephanie, couldn't help but laugh as she continued to tickle her daughter, and in this moment this simple moment, she cherished it, soon Lyle wouldn't even come into her room, soon enough Lyle wouldn't even consider her Mom anything other than that. Running her hands through her daughter's hair, brushing back those dirty blonde bangs, “hey how about we go get something to eat... oh say, pancakes?”

“YEAH!”

Morning swept through, the pancakes were had, and the Browns were in their car, the old Honda Civic, as grocery shopping had to be done, along with bills, and new clothes for Lyle. They were at a stop light, as Stephanie looked over, she saw the police department, and the part of her that yearned for the days that had her running across roof tops, swinging into action... they seemed so far away. She was a teenager, and most of the time she stopped the petty thieves, or even that man she calls father. The light turned green, and Stephanie hit the gas pedal, wanting as far away from this reminder as possible.

Do You Know How To Post Pictures On The Hype?:

Hmmm, yes I do, and this is my Stephanie Brown, Scarlett Johansson. I realize some of the errors in the manip, and it was something I just threw together. Hopefully I'll have more success on her next one.

P.S.: I can rewrite her crime fighting and minimize it, but in all reality she really was just someone who scared the would-be jewel thieves, muggers, car jackers and the like, nothing huge unless asked. She's distanced herself from the lifestyle, of a vigilante. Again, I can rewrite that aspect of her, she is very low-key as far as crime fighting but she'd still like to be back out there.

 

[Catman_prb]

That...is a very well written app.

 

[SenseiofCheese]

Seconded. It makes me feel lazy.

 

[Catman_prb]

You are lazy.

 

[SenseiofCheese]

You are Swiss. I have revealed your biggest secret.

 

[trustyside-kick]

Woah there, Sensei...we have something called RPG Etiquette and RPG Common Courtesy...you don't do what you just did.

 

[SenseiofCheese]

*points*

H-He started it!

 

[Eddie Brock]

That...is a very well written app.

Agreed, but one thing irks me:

"Arthur Curry the third rate criminal known as the Clue Master..."

I realize he's been retconned time and time again in here, but I don't think Aquaman should be reduced to Clue Master.



(I assume that was a typo, correct?)

 

[trustyside-kick]

Believe so because Cluemaster's name is Arthur Brown, not Curry.

 

[Eddie Brock]

Believe so because Cluemaster's name is Arthur Brown, not Curry.

That's what I figured, but you never know. It could have been an attempt to reduce Aquaman's status. t:

 

[Catman_prb]

...There is no way to reduce Aquaman's status...

 

[Eddie Brock]

Okay, ladies and gentlemen, we know Trusty will be our primary suspect when Catman mysteriously disappears.