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ULTIMATE MARVEL RPG SIGN-UP FORM
Screen Name: Mr. Marko
Character you would like to play: Forge
Powers and a brief description of the character in proper English: The ability to invent anything. He had his right arm and both legs blown/ripped off, and they are now robotic with various weaponry/upgrades attached.
Three reasons why you have chosen that character:
1. He's smart.
2. I love the character and his potential.
3. Thunderbolts rock rock on!
What can you bring to this game? None of your f***ing business!
How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG: Enough, shut up!
ULTIMATE MARVEL RPG SIGN-UP FORM
Screen Name: Mr. Marko
Character you would like to play: Magneto
Powers and a brief description of the character in proper English: The Master of Magnetism
Three reasons why you have chosen that character:
1. Wanted to play a big-time villains.
2. He's awesome.
3. Enough questions!!!
What can you bring to this game? Magnets and stuff
How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG: More than your mom!
ULTIMATE MARVEL RPG SIGN-UP FORM
Screen Name: Mr. Marko
Character you would like to play: Cyclops
Powers and a brief description of the character in proper English:Lazer eyes and stuff
Three reasons why you have chosen that character:
1. He has glasses just like I do.
2. Want to continue the Madelyne Pryor story from a different angle.
3. One eyed monster!
What can you bring to this game? Red shades
How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG: Enough to blow your socks off.
SAMPLE POST:
Cyclops, Forge, and Magneto sat in the lunch room of the Ultimate Marvel RPG.
"So, I hear you're going to attack the Ultimates next season." Forge fidgeted slighty as the Master of Magnetism stared at him from behind his helmet.
"Uh, yeah, actually. That's true." He took a long drink from his Coca-Cola through a long swirly straw.
Forge looked away.
"Oh, that's cool." He looked over at Cyclops for a moment, then, when realizing he'd been caught staring, he looked away.
"I think I'm scheduled to be a part of that thing too."
The buzzer on the microwave rang, and Cyclops stood up.
"Pizza Pocket anyone?"
Magneto shook his head.
"No thanks."
Cyclops shrugged.
"Suit yourself."
Suddenly, a voice came over the intercom.
"Alright, everyone. Break's over. Season IV's started. Take your positions!"
Forge slammed his hands on the table.
"Aw, man!" He shoved the second half of a Twix bar into his pocket.
"This job sucks, dude. Why didn't I go with that job at Wal-Mart?"
Magneto threw his juice box into the trash.
"Electronics department?"
Forge chuckled.
"Hell no. I could never work there. Infant Supplies."