The 'WHAT IF? Marvel' RPG - SIgn up thread

[Cyrusbales]

not enough people in the RPG, you need like 15 players first..... sowwy

 

[Matt Murdock]

*bursts into tears*

Then...

*sniffs*

I guess I'll have to...

*sniffs again*

drop Iron man.

I love writing as him, but there's an opportunity I can't pass up.

Unless someone desperately feels that I ought to keep him.

 

[Matt Murdock]

Oh, and cyrus, I think we should alter the application so that it includes an area for a sample post.

Would that be ok?

 

[Matt Murdock]

*blinks.*


I'm gonna put one in, just in case.

 

[guitarsingerguy]

What do you mean?

Im confused.

I mean Flash is trying to get a handle on Spiderman's life right now. I wouldn't mind an early confrontation just to set the ground work.

 

[Matt Murdock]

Gotcha.

Well we don't have a spider-man.


Yet.

I'd say that we ought to give it about 10 - 20 minutes

 

[guitarsingerguy]

Gotcha.

Well we don't have a spider-man.


Yet.

I'd say that we ought to give it about 10 - 20 minutes

Flash Thompson is nothing without a Spiderman!!!!!!! Curious to see who fills the spot though.

 

[Matt Murdock]

And now, Ladies and gents, it's time for another in-character application!

WHAT IF? MARVEL RPG SIGN-UP FORM

Screen Name: This poor slob's screen-name is Spideyssuperfan... heh. Nice to have a fan.

Character you would like to play:
Peter Parker, better known as the Terrifying...
The deadly...
The Amazing Spider-Man.
Aka me.

Peter? Peter Parker? What the hell are you doing on my computer?


Something you won't regret, tubby.

I am SO not tubby.

Right, and the Kingpin was a model before Daredevil slapped his fat ass to the curb.


Wow. You're in quite a bad mood, aren'tcha?

I've just decided to stop taking garbage from people. I make my own rules. I've decided to stop trying to make everyone happy.

So, your plan now is to make everyone miserable?

Misery loves company, bucko.

Nice suit....
Powers and a brief description of the character in proper English:
Proportional strength of a spider, spider sense, extreme agility, speed and reflexes. I built some cool wrist mounted web-spinners, but they're obsolete since I've had the...







The what?

Huh?

You were in the middle of telling us about your powers.
Oh right. My web-shooters are obsolete now that I've got my new costume...Which does...

It makes me stronger, faster, and more of a badass than I was before. Plus it creates organic webbing.

And this costume has NOTHING to do with your total dismissal of joy and all things good in the world?

Christ, what is it with the fifth degree? I'm an inch away from slapping you with my pimp hand.

Three reasons why you have chosen that character:

1. Psychotic Spider-Man being written by an utter loon. Do I really have to say more?

2. Spider-Man is my all-time favorite character. Ever.

3. It's an intriguing What if?


Please write, using proper grammar and English, a sample post in character:

Peter Parker wasn't himself. He never had been, really. In school, he was the nerd that nobody liked. Then, after that experiment, he was Spider-Man. A superhero, trying to do the right thing, that, surprise surprise, nobody liked. Then, he encountered that black goo. The goo had covered his own suit, giving him a new symbol and a refined control over his powers. He knew something was wrong with it. He tried to drive it away, but he didn't have the stomach to do it completely. The power the suit gave him... he couldn't deny that he enjoyed it. An overwhelming sense of freedom had driven him to put his Spider-Man costume on in those first weeks he had the new suit.

Then things got crazy. First, he thought that his attitude had changed with the suit. In time, though he started to think differently. He'd done things he had never thought of doing before. Hurting people, murdering them, even. The first was the Vulture. His life had gone so easily. A quick kill.

The evil inside Peter, the constant and raging urge for revenge had been heightened by the black costume. For a while, Peter was in control, fighting the anger, pain, and temptation that came with such power. But eventually, he gave in.

Don't be mistaken, the Black Suit was a hero, or at least trying to be. That part of Peter had rubbed off on it. That, however, was the only part.

Parker had even managed to escape the symbiote's cold, unforgiving grasp for a few bittersweet moments. But, in the end, he was again captured by it.

The moment that Peter Parker was truly lost, however, was when the Suit killed Madame Web, the one chance Peter had at saving himself.

He had blown up at Aunt May, he had let Mary Jane kill her own father, but he had never truly hurt anyone he had cared about before. Not until then, at least.

Peter Parker is sleeping right now. Well, that's not saying much, he's never really there. It's just the suit. But the suit, too is sleeping. Dreaming of what could be.

<There is no 'we', no 'us' -- I am in control and I love it. Spider-Man is no more! Instead, meet..."

"Venom!"
My eyes snap open after seeing that horrible image. I, Peter Parker, really hope that was a sick dream. I look around and see that I've fallen asleep on a gargoyle on the Empire State building... again.

"Good Morning, New York! Are you ready for another Spider-riffic day?!" I say sarcastically.

I lunge off of the building and shoot a webline out and catch onto the underside of a news chopper. Heh. News.... what've they ever done for me? They make me out to be a ruthless, killing, evil freak. Alright, so nowadays those things are quite true. But, before, before I had taken control of my own life, I was a good man. An honest man.

I hear a cry come from an alleyway. Several sirens sound. The cops'll get there soon.

They can have the left overs.

I land on the fire escape of the building that is on the side of the alleyway. Typically, I'd hate making a massive noise when arriving on a crime scene, but I don't sweat the small stuff anymore.

I slide down a webline from the bottom of the high fire escape and see a man holding a knife to a woman's throat as he starts undressing her.

I slide down so that I'm right behind him.

"Ahem." I say. He whirls around and drops the knife. "Shouldn't you buy this kind woman a drink first? Call me old-fashioned, but that's what I'd do."

He grabs her around the throat and heaves her in front of him. I hesitate... something I haven't done in a while.

Why do I even bother hesitating? This guy is chump change.

"Oh, please, puddin'. I could use your face as a squeegee for my windshield if I wanted to." I grin under my mask.

"Say, that's not a bad idea!" I shoot a webline out and catch him around the face. I heave him into the air along with me and hurl him out of the alleyway.

He lands hard on the top of a cab, sending the advertisement on top flying.

I swing casually off of the webline and spin around a nearby traffic light, letting go so that I land right next to the cab.

I grab the man by his hair and haul him down onto the hood, with his face facing the driver's seat. "Still with me, big guy?"

He grumbles.

"Good." I web his hands behind his back, pull his head back, and smash his face through the windshield.

"We go left and right to get the best clean! Up and down will just leave streaks."

I run his face through the windshield, from left to right, ensuring that every possible shard is lodged in his disgusting face.

I whistle a merry tune as he cries for mercy.

Once the windshield is completely knocked out, I pull the panting criminal out and put him on his knees on the ground next to the cab.

"I sure hope you don't have brain trauma. Y'know... we oughta check!" I ram his head into the side of the cab. He cries and bleeds more, but I didn't hear a crack.

I hit his head with the cab again.

And again.

I go a few more, devastating times until I hear a loud crack.

"Bingo." I say, punching him hard in the forehead. His remaining skin is indented, flat, and lifeless upon his forehead and his eyes slowly roll into the back of his head. Blood starts to seep from most every hole on his head and I drop his lifeless corpse to the ground.

"Y'know... in the medical profession I think this is when a patient 'dies on the table'." I say, chuckling.

I hear the screeching of tires and glance over my shoulder. A few police cruisers have arrived. The officers have their doors open and are aiming at me with their firearms.

One fires a bullet at me and it hits me in the shoulder.

The bullet falls to the ground, leaving me unscathed.

"Man. This is the thanks I get for doin' my civic duty?"

What can you bring to this game? Plenty of blood. And the occasional game of Yahtzee!

How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG: Lets see...

I have a skull cracking on noon that day.

My hands are tied with the insane hero Calendar shoot on Wednesday.

I have a motion picture coming out on Friday...

Looks like I won't be able to post much at all.


I'll be able to post as much as possible, though. Especially now that the RPG is back up and running.

Do you know how to post pictures on the hype boards:

 

[Matt Murdock]

How's that for an application?

It was actually really fun writing that.

 

[Cyrusbales]

approved...

 

[Eddie Brock]

How's that for an application?

It was actually really fun writing that.

Spidey-Venom is suprisingly more malignant than I expected.

 

[Matt Murdock]

Thanks, Cyrus!

How so, EBJ?

 

[Eddie Brock]

Thanks, Cyrus!

How so, EBJ?

I figured he'd just beat the living crap out of crooks, I didn't expect him to kill them....I guess the longer he wears the suit, the crazier he gets.

 

[Matt Murdock]

My Spider-Man's first victim will be...


Toxin, or maybe Flash Thompson.


Who knows?

 

[Matt Murdock]

I figured he'd just beat the living crap out of crooks, I didn't expect him to kill them....I guess the longer he wears the suit, the crazier he gets.

He picks and chooses.

 

[Noon]

Ok, I finally have a firm direction with the Phoenix. Woo

 

[Matt Murdock]

Yay noon!

 

[Matt Murdock]

Second webhead post up, lemme know what y'all think!

 

[Eddie Brock]

My Spider-Man's first victim will be...


Toxin, or maybe Flash Thompson.


Who knows?

Either way, Toxin will end up there anyway.

Second webhead post up, lemme know what y'all think!

Pursue Flash all you want...you cannot escape.

 

[Matt Murdock]

oh awesome. I can't wait.

 

[guitarsingerguy]

Just a heads up Eddie. Flash Thompson will be sporting the Venom mantle, so you may need to change that up just a bit.

 

[Eddie Brock]

Just a heads up Eddie. Flash Thompson will be sporting the Venom mantle, so you may need to change that up just a bit.

Right...forgot...silly me.

 

[guitarsingerguy]

Right...forgot...silly me.

Gonna be fun to get things going though.

 

[Matt Murdock]

muwahaha

 

[Eddie Brock]

Hey SSF, we all posted around the same time, so yours doesn't fit correctly.