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I do not eat Olympic Weightlifting events!
The "Ultimate DC Universe" RPG, Season 3.0: Sign-Up/OOC Thread
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I do not eat Olympic Weightlifting events!
Byrd Man
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Byrd, you may have missed my last Black Mask post, it was a few posts back. A response would be nice thankeee
I saw it back then. I was just thinking up a good whacky response...I think that should do.
BTW, for those of you who haven't figured it out...Creeper is like the Mask, he can alter reality.
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Can someone please give me a link to the wiki for this game?
Eddie Brock
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I think you can backtrack from the Scarecrow link MB posted a page or two back.
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Hope you are gonna be one a good amount today, Andy. I hope to get the Despero and Wondie stuff started officially after I get off work. 
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Screenname: Johnny Blaze
Character You Would Like To Play: J'onn J'onnz, the Martian Manhunter
Basic History Of The Character: The last survivor of the Martian race, J'onn was accidentally transported to Earth at the end of his planet's civil war. A war which wiped out all life on Mars. J'onn has been living on Earth since the fifties under the guise of John Jones, a private investigator in South Florida.
There he makes a decent living helping the less fortunate as Mr. Jones, but he sometimes moonlights as a mythical vigilante figure the papers have dubbed the Manhunter from Mars.
J'onn has come to terms with being the last Martian in the universe, but the recent Rover missions gave him hope that somehow his people might have survived. His hopes were dashed however when they reported back with no signs of any intelligent life present on the planet.
Devestated once more, and hating himself for even thinking there was hope to begin with, J'onn has given up his vigilante and detective life and has been stuck in a bottle of whiskey ever since.
J'onn was eventually approached by a Mr. Black and recruited other heroes for his Project: Justice. But the Martian opted to return to his detective work, but was recently attacked and transported away by the villainous Despero.
Three Reasons Why You Have Chosen That Character: I started him in this RPG, and I aims to take him back. He's a good character and noble hero. And that's all you're getting from me.
What Do You Plan On Doing With This Character As A Person (IE: How are you 'utlimizing' him or her?): Already "ultimized" him in Season 1.
Two Complete Sentences In Proper English Explaining What You Can Bring To This RPG (As A Player): I can bring experience in role-playing. Also, the world needs a Martian Manhunter, dammit.
What Fonts Do You Plan To Use For Your Characters Speech? (Makes the roster look better): Dark Green, bold, comics sans MS
Please Provide A Small Sample Post In The Format You Wish To Portray Your Character In:
It was a hot and muggy Thursday night in Fort Lauderdale. The Green Iguana, a local tiki bar on the Fort Lauderdale strip, was packed with the usual tourists and it's usual group of local patrons.
One such patron sat in his usual seat, in his usual shadowy corner, drinking his usual glass of Jack Daniels on the rocks. Nobody else sat near him. Even the tourists who had no idea who he was gave him a wide berth.
Maybe is was the smell of sweat and booze that exuded from his pores that did it?
Or perhaps it was a simple telepathic maneuver to make everyone avoid him?
Whatever it was, J'onn J'onnz, the last Martian, had the privacy he sought. He was in his human guise, naturally, of former PI John Jones as he sat and drank his drink. His brown trench coat sat next to him in empty stool, the rest of his clothes, the dress shirt with the rolled up sleeve, the undone tie, and the cacky pants he was dressed in were actually part of his body.
Like all Martians, J'onn was a shapshifter of the highest order. So it was not difficult for him to mimic the appearance of the cliche' detective dress.
J'onn downed his drink, and called to the bar tender, "Denny, give me another."
"Right with you, Mr. Jones", replied Denny as he tended to a group of people out for a good time.
J'onn sighed. It had been a while since the Mars missions confirmed what he feared. That all his people were truly dead. It was a feeling he dealt with when he first arrived on the planet, but he was, eventually, able to overcome it. He created the human persona he now wore and walked among them, integrating himself into their society.
He had, in a spiritual sense, become one of them. But then the Mars missions were announced, and suddenly his hopes that his people survived returned. They were quickly dashed though, and J'onn found himself lost in a darkness he had not know in decades.
He knew he had to pull out of it...but part of him didn't want to. And, right now, that part was running the show.
"Here's your drink, Mr. Jones", said Denny as he placed another Jack Daniels on the rocks in front of him.
"Thanks, Denny", said J'onn as he took a sip and put the drink down, "put in on my tab."
"Will do."
J'onn hated to do that, use his telepathy, the birthright of his people, to make Denny agree with him, but he had no money to pay for the drink right now.
He was starting to regret getting out of the PI business.
-------------------
A few hours later, J'onn found himself walking home to his apartment. It was at least two in the morning and he was pretty hammered as he tried to keep himself steady and in human form. He must have polished off at least four bottles of bourbon tonight.
It took a lot for a Martian to get drunk off of Terran alcohol.
His thoughts continued to linger on his former people and his money problems when he senses the woman.
She was young, mid twenties, with baby blue eyes, rose red lips, a body to die for, and long blonde hair that glimmered beautifully in the moonlight.
By human standards she was drop dead gorgeous.
"Something I can do for you, miss", J'onn said as he turned to face the woman.
The woman was startled a bit, but she didn't let it show outwardly.
"You're that investigator, John Jones, aren't you?"
J'onn hesitated for a second as he scanned her surface thoughts. Nothing was out of the ordinary, and she seemed to genuinely want his help with something. He could have probed deeper, but J'onn still had his morals. He'd allow her to explain herself the way all humans do.
"Maybe...who wants to know?"
"My name is Sue...Sue Stacy. I...I need your help, Mr. Jones. Something's happened to my father."
She looked around the street as if waiting for some unseen assailant to burst from the shadows and attack, "But I can't discuss it here. I need to go some where we can talk privately."
J'onn sighed and nodded his head.
Well, he thought to himself, at least I will not have to worry about money problems for the time being.
"Very well, Ms. Stacy", said J'onn, "my office is just around the corner. We can continue this conversation there if you'd like."
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Character You Would Like To Play: J'onn J'onnz, the Martian Manhunter
Basic History Of The Character: The last survivor of the Martian race, J'onn was accidentally transported to Earth at the end of his planet's civil war. A war which wiped out all life on Mars. J'onn has been living on Earth since the fifties under the guise of John Jones, a private investigator in South Florida.
There he makes a decent living helping the less fortunate as Mr. Jones, but he sometimes moonlights as a mythical vigilante figure the papers have dubbed the Manhunter from Mars.
J'onn has come to terms with being the last Martian in the universe, but the recent Rover missions gave him hope that somehow his people might have survived. His hopes were dashed however when they reported back with no signs of any intelligent life present on the planet.
Devestated once more, and hating himself for even thinking there was hope to begin with, J'onn has given up his vigilante and detective life and has been stuck in a bottle of whiskey ever since.
J'onn was eventually approached by a Mr. Black and recruited other heroes for his Project: Justice. But the Martian opted to return to his detective work, but was recently attacked and transported away by the villainous Despero.
Three Reasons Why You Have Chosen That Character: I started him in this RPG, and I aims to take him back. He's a good character and noble hero. And that's all you're getting from me.
What Do You Plan On Doing With This Character As A Person (IE: How are you 'utlimizing' him or her?): Already "ultimized" him in Season 1.
Two Complete Sentences In Proper English Explaining What You Can Bring To This RPG (As A Player): I can bring experience in role-playing. Also, the world needs a Martian Manhunter, dammit.
What Fonts Do You Plan To Use For Your Characters Speech? (Makes the roster look better): Dark Green, bold, comics sans MS
Please Provide A Small Sample Post In The Format You Wish To Portray Your Character In:
It was a hot and muggy Thursday night in Fort Lauderdale. The Green Iguana, a local tiki bar on the Fort Lauderdale strip, was packed with the usual tourists and it's usual group of local patrons.
One such patron sat in his usual seat, in his usual shadowy corner, drinking his usual glass of Jack Daniels on the rocks. Nobody else sat near him. Even the tourists who had no idea who he was gave him a wide berth.
Maybe is was the smell of sweat and booze that exuded from his pores that did it?
Or perhaps it was a simple telepathic maneuver to make everyone avoid him?
Whatever it was, J'onn J'onnz, the last Martian, had the privacy he sought. He was in his human guise, naturally, of former PI John Jones as he sat and drank his drink. His brown trench coat sat next to him in empty stool, the rest of his clothes, the dress shirt with the rolled up sleeve, the undone tie, and the cacky pants he was dressed in were actually part of his body.
Like all Martians, J'onn was a shapshifter of the highest order. So it was not difficult for him to mimic the appearance of the cliche' detective dress.
J'onn downed his drink, and called to the bar tender, "Denny, give me another."
"Right with you, Mr. Jones", replied Denny as he tended to a group of people out for a good time.
J'onn sighed. It had been a while since the Mars missions confirmed what he feared. That all his people were truly dead. It was a feeling he dealt with when he first arrived on the planet, but he was, eventually, able to overcome it. He created the human persona he now wore and walked among them, integrating himself into their society.
He had, in a spiritual sense, become one of them. But then the Mars missions were announced, and suddenly his hopes that his people survived returned. They were quickly dashed though, and J'onn found himself lost in a darkness he had not know in decades.
He knew he had to pull out of it...but part of him didn't want to. And, right now, that part was running the show.
"Here's your drink, Mr. Jones", said Denny as he placed another Jack Daniels on the rocks in front of him.
"Thanks, Denny", said J'onn as he took a sip and put the drink down, "put in on my tab."
"Will do."
J'onn hated to do that, use his telepathy, the birthright of his people, to make Denny agree with him, but he had no money to pay for the drink right now.
He was starting to regret getting out of the PI business.
-------------------
A few hours later, J'onn found himself walking home to his apartment. It was at least two in the morning and he was pretty hammered as he tried to keep himself steady and in human form. He must have polished off at least four bottles of bourbon tonight.
It took a lot for a Martian to get drunk off of Terran alcohol.
His thoughts continued to linger on his former people and his money problems when he senses the woman.
She was young, mid twenties, with baby blue eyes, rose red lips, a body to die for, and long blonde hair that glimmered beautifully in the moonlight.
By human standards she was drop dead gorgeous.
"Something I can do for you, miss", J'onn said as he turned to face the woman.
The woman was startled a bit, but she didn't let it show outwardly.
"You're that investigator, John Jones, aren't you?"
J'onn hesitated for a second as he scanned her surface thoughts. Nothing was out of the ordinary, and she seemed to genuinely want his help with something. He could have probed deeper, but J'onn still had his morals. He'd allow her to explain herself the way all humans do.
"Maybe...who wants to know?"
"My name is Sue...Sue Stacy. I...I need your help, Mr. Jones. Something's happened to my father."
She looked around the street as if waiting for some unseen assailant to burst from the shadows and attack, "But I can't discuss it here. I need to go some where we can talk privately."
J'onn sighed and nodded his head.
Well, he thought to himself, at least I will not have to worry about money problems for the time being.
"Very well, Ms. Stacy", said J'onn, "my office is just around the corner. We can continue this conversation there if you'd like."
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Eddie Brock
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Finally - the temptation to pick up J'onn has been removed.
Ra's Al Ghul
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Man, I'm lovin' playing this character. I think I might keep him. 
Green Lantern
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That'd be a first for you. 
Ra's Al Ghul
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Well, what can I say? I was wrong and stupid to back out when I did. Hell, I was wrong and stupid then, in general. 
But now I'm back, and couldn't be happier.
But now I'm back, and couldn't be happier.
Green Lantern
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Well I guess you DID play Aquaman. Noone can be smart and do that. *looks back at own record.* DAMMIT!Well, what can I say? I was wrong and stupid to back out when I did. Hell, I was wrong and stupid then, in general.
But now I'm back, and couldn't be happier.
Andy C.
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Hope you are gonna be one a good amount today, Andy. I hope to get the Despero and Wondie stuff started officially after I get off work.
Bring it. I got an actually decent amount of sleep after calling in "sick" from work, so I'm ready for whatever ya got.
Eddie Brock
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Ask and you shall receive, apparently.
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SenseiofCheese
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Trusty and Andy, I won't interrupt your Despero and Wondie's fight, just wanted to get something up since it's been a while. Which reminds me to get my ass in gear and get back on track with Hawkman.
SenseiofCheese
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A fight that, might I add, is one of the most surreal things I've read.
Johnny Blaze
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Ok, first J'onn post up.
Maybe a few of my fellow exiled heroes can meet up with J'onn in NYC?
Maybe a few of my fellow exiled heroes can meet up with J'onn in NYC?
Johnny Blaze
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Ollie will buy a plane ticket and be there in 8-12 hours! We'll have a lay over in Dallas.
Don't forget the crying baby and the rude flight attendants.
