The "World of Heroes" DC RPG Season IX Application
Screen Name: SuperFerret
Character you would like to play (please include the color and font you plan on using to portray the character): Gorilla Grodd (Bold Dark Red)
Powers and Brief Origin (provide at least two sentences) If you copy/paste this information from another website, link back to it, or it is considered plagiarism and is not allowed.: Grodd's psionic abilities allow him to place other beings under his mental control. Grodd can also project telekinetic force beams, telekinetically transmute matter, and transfer his consciousness into other bodies. In recent issues he has shown the ability to absorb intelligence through the consumption of human brains. He possesses great superhuman strength far exceeding that of an ordinary gorilla. He is a scientific genius who has mastered Gorilla City's advanced technology and who has created many incredible inventions of his own. He also uses guns.
From Wikipedia.
Group your character is aligned with (if applicable): Himself.
Write two complete sentences using proper English grammar. One to explain what you plan to do with the character you've chosen. The other to explain why you've chosen this character. (i.e. What are your goals? Will you be doing anything different with the character than is usually seen?): What are you, dense? Are you ******ed or something? Do you know who I am!? Im the goddamn SuperFerret, *****!
Do you have an Instant Messenger? Which one, and what is your screen name?: MSN -
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If you know how to post pictures, please provide a picture of your character you wish to be used for the Character Roster (if you do not know how, or do not have a preference, please say so and a default picture shall be picked for you):
Please provide a small sample post with original content in the style that you plan to write your character in (must be at least 3 paragraphs long and contain at least one line of dialogue):
The most recent incarnation of the Royal Flush Gang waits impatiently for their employer at the agreed to meeting place: in one of the many abandoned warehouses at Gothams shipyard districts. The five novice super criminals were nervous as well as impatient. The all knew that they were about to engage in criminal dealings in the one place only the truly psychotic dare: the territory of the Bat. This is how they know that their employer is either extremely dangerous, or simply believes himself to be.
Each of the five show their impatience and nervousness differently. The hypnotically beautiful martial artist, Ten, lounged a little too provocatively atop a wooden crate, her forced relaxation telegraphing her uneasiness. The super-fast Jack openly makes his impatience known by tapping his foot like a rabbit warning against a predator, and though his linger across the curves of Tens body, they dart back and forth periodically. The twin telekinetics, King and Queen, float in the center of the group, positioned back to back, in order to prevent any approach from going unnoticed. The groups leader, Ace, simply sat on the ground, sharpening his broadsword.
An opening door is heard, causing the five to jump, startled by the sudden breaking of the relative silence. Footsteps follow, getting louder as they approach. Out of the shadows, nonchalantly stalking the Gang in a manner befitting a socially-conscious leopard, came a nondescript man wearing a black suit and sunglasses. The first assumption the mercenary criminals make is that the man is a government agent. He is not, and they reason that if he was, the meeting would not be taking place here.
Their second assumption is that this man is their employer. Unbeknownst to them, he is not. He is simply a vagrant, cleaned up and placed under my control to serve as my proxy, allowing me to deal with these riff-raff anonymously and remotely.
Why did you call us here? Ace says as he hops to his feet, his voice full of youth and bravado as it echoes through my agents earpieces and out of the speakers in my inner sanctum. I smile at the image of the young man that I receive via the fiber optic cameras in my agents glasses, and whisper the desired response into a microphone.
I wish to hire you. My proxy says, repeating my words, The task is simple. I require you to rob three banks. You may keep all profits from those jobs, as well as the fee Ill be paying you. Half now, half when the job is completed, as agreed.
Where are these banks? Ace asks, his tone suggesting that hes dreading working in Gotham.
Two in Central City, one in Keystone. My agent replies. Ace nods.
****
I sit back, pleased at the way the negotiations are going as another of my agents, a former aide of my hated rival Solivar takes over.
Lord Grodd, another gorilla soldier states as he enters, bowing his head,
she has arrived. Behind him, I see the human-like features of my female partner in this, my most recent endeavor. I smile and nod politely.
Greetings sorceress.