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Screen Name: Lord Doom
Character you would like to play: Roderick Kingsley: The Hobgoblin
Powers and a brief description of the character in proper English:
Hobgoblin has increased strength, intelligence, speed, agility, and durability (as well as the ability to generate fire with his hands) slightly greater than that of the Green Goblin due to a modified version of the Oz serum. Kingsley also retains his sanity when he is in his goblin form and also has a glider, grenades, knives, and various other gadgets at his disposal.
Kingsley is a wealthy billionaire who gained his vast fortune through various criminal activities over the years and is also quite an intelligent man all his own. He believes in taking what he wants in life no matter the cost to others and would stab his own mother in the back if it would benefit him in any way. Kingsley is, essentially, a cold-hearted bastard.
Three reasons why you have chosen that character:
1. I've got some really badass ideas for him that I'd like to use this coming season.
2. He's always been a big favorite of mine.
3. You guys definitely look like you could use some more villains.
What can you bring to this game?
A really awesome villain.
How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG:
As often as my time will allow.
Do you know how to post pictures on the hype boards:
Yes indeedy.
Provide a small sample post for your character, about 4 paragraphs with at least one line of dialouge:
"Well I'm sorry, Mr. Kingsley, but you'll have to give me a little more time."
Lefty Donovan, Roderick Kingsley's unnofficial chief scientific analyst wrung his hands nervously. Kingsley frowned from his leather seat behind his mahagony desk in his great, luxurious office that he seemed to have too many of. He wore a brown business suit with a red tie and his light-brown hair (or what remained of it) was gelled and licked back atop his scalp. Kingsley sighed and twisted his old high school class ring around his finger, deep in thought.
"Well, Donovan," he began.
"We've been at this for far too long now and, to be perfectly honest with you, I'm growing a bit impatient. We need to perfect Osborn's old Oz serum quickly so we can get the wheels moving on my new little... 'hobby'"
"So what do propose we do, Mr. Kingsley? Your buddy, Jason Macendale, stole this stuff from an Oscorp lab two months ago and we still haven't had any breakthroughs"
Roderick opened a small drawer in his desk and pulled out a napkin full of white little pills. He then took two of them, popped them into his mouth and grimaced as he began chewing them up.
"I think we should take what we DO have perfected and just redo the rest of the stuff."
"You mean start from the ground up?" Donovan asked, a slight hint of agitation in his voice.
"Not entirely," Kingley replied. He could already feel the loratabs starting to take effect.
"Just take what we have and add something new to the mix."
Donovan gave it a thought for a moment.
"Well... We could combine it with that new experimental drug we were working on before Macendale gave you the Oz. But who knows what could-"
"Good," Kingsley interrupted. "Then do that. Now get the hell out."
Donovan, knowing well not to irritate his employer any more than necessary, nodded and left the room. After all, what did he care what happened to Kingsley? He was going to get paid either way. Donovan shrugged and returned to his lab.
Roderick Kingsley relaxed in his chair. It was all he cared to do at the moment. Soon he would have every criminal organization in the country under his heel. If that fatass, Donovan, ever got his ass in gear.