The "World of Heroes" DC RPG Season VIII Signup/OOC Thread

[Byrd Man]

Kyle is....APPROVED.

 

[Blacklight]

Kyle is....APPROVED.

Thank ye kindly

 

[wiegeabo]

No posts

More than 30 days without a post
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J'adore - Catwoman - 6/22
Karem-Knight - Nightwin - 6/21
J'adore - Spoiler - 6/21

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Green Lantern - Supergirl - 6/29

On the chopping block

Removed from roster
Huntress
Red Robin

 

[trustyside-kick]

Roster is finally updated. Still thinking about how to update the design.

 

[wiegeabo]

Roster is finally updated. Still thinking about how to update the design.

So, what will it take for you to do the rosters in OU, SW, and Pages?

 

[Harlekin]

Apologies, Byrd, that took a while. For what it's worth, I've been enjoying this arc quite a bit.

 

[Byrd Man]

Apologies, Byrd, that took a while. For what it's worth, I've been enjoying this arc quite a bit.

It's fine. I'm enjoying this arc as well

 

[SuperFerret]

Does this RPG need a martian?

 

[wiegeabo]

Yes. We need a Martian to make somewhere between 4-8 posts and then drop.

 

[SuperFerret]

You over-estimate me.

 

[Harlekin]

And that was that.

 

[Byrd Man]

I enjoyed it, Harl

 

[trustyside-kick]

From the Bulletin Board thread:

Once I finish the current arcs I am involved in on the characters I am portraying at the moment, I believe I will be retiring from the RPG section of the Hype to have focus on other writing work that I'm going to pursue for kicks but that I want to be 100% focused on. After the SDCC 2010 trip decided to make certain other changes to focus on specific things and other activities I am in so don't think I'm ditching the RPG section for some other thing I was putting time into this whole time. This is an entirely new and separate thing; I'd never cheat on the Hype.

I'll quote post this in the games I'm currently playing as well for those who do not view this thread often in those games.

Since I haven't finished anything in DC just yet, I will save off any sort of farewell post but want you guys to know so that you don't end up thinking of any longterm goals you had in mind to pitch me with my characters.

 

[Harlekin]

I enjoyed it, Harl

As did I.

 

[Saved]

I know this may seem like I'm being indecisive again, but trust me - there are great things at work, and this decision has been well thought out and planned.

I am dropping Superboy, and in his place, I will apply for...

The "World of Heroes" DC RPG Season VIII Application

Screen Name: Syn

Character you would like to play (please include the color and font you plan on using to portray the character): M'gann M'orzz, Megan Morse, Miss Martian

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. :

Answering the titan's call for new members, Megan Martin applied and was accepted into the prestigious team of heroes. Hiding her martian identity, she went by the name Sungirl - posing as a human for fear of rejection. During a battle with one of the titans foes, Megan was unable to retain her disguise, and soon revealed her true form - that of a green martian. After a long explaination and some uncomfortable moments, Megan was accepted by her teammates, and remained a member of the Teen Titans.

Megan can fly, shape shift, use telepathy and optic force blasts, as well as become intangible and invisible. Due to her martian anatomy, she also has a level of superhuman strength.


Group your character is aligned with (if applicable): Teen Titans

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?):

I plan to continue my streak of playing females in this RPG as well as continuing the titans story and their progress as a team. I also hope to bring depth to a character that has had little backstory since her introduction to the RPG last season, and show her as her own character - and a pivitol player in the Titans.

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):

Any picture of her as a green martian will do - I'm not partial to any.

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):

Spoiler

Megan squirms in the chair, the pounding in her head beginning to lessen as she concentrates. "Come on!" Rose yells, waving the blade around Megan's throat. "EXPLAIN." Megan looks up and stares into Rose's eye. Her eylids squint and her expression changes to one more serious and dark.

"Rose, you need to calm down." She says in a monotone. "Now."
"You come into MY room and read MY mind! You told us you could fly and shoot bursts of energy. Not ONCE did you say you could read minds."
"I know, alright." Megan says, her tone remorseful. "Look, I wasn't completely honest about my powers alright."
"I'll say!" Rose shouts. "But out of all the powers to have, the only one that looks suspicious to hide is telepathy. How long have you been reading our minds?" Rose growls, pressing the blade against Megan's throat. Megan doesn't flinch, staying motionless and calm. Her serentiy disturbs Rose and enrages her further. "You're not even scared," Rose pants. "Don't you get it? I'm ready to kill you."

"Two things, Rose." Megan says with a smile. "One, I heard your thoughts. You won't actually kill me."
"Wanna bet?"
"Rose, you're a tactician, despite your temper. You and I both know that killing me here would look very bad for you. A dead Titan in your room? Come on." Rose's sneer fades and she loosens her body slightly.
"Alright, you've got a point." She says reluctantly. "What's the second thing?" Megan simply grins, nodding her head slightly. Suddenly, her body becomes translucent, looking ghostly and supernatural. Rose's fingers slip through her body and the knife slips through the intangibly image of the hero.
"See?" She grins. Rose drops the blade and stands upright, taking two steps back and holding her ground.
"Okay...that's not making me any calmer, Megan." She says in surprise, her voice suddenly stern and slowed. Megan rises from the chair and her body quickly resumes solidity.
"Rose," she starts, holding out an open hand. "I'm sorry I decieved you guys, alright? There's more to me than meets the idea, I'll admit. And..." she stops, looking down to the ground in shame. Her hand goes to her arm and begins to rub, a nervous twitch. "I'm willing to have a Titans meeting and explain myself. I have nothing to hide."

"Then why hide it to start?"
"I was scared. I only wanted to make friends here and I didn't want to start out as the freak."
"Freak?" Rose asks curiously. "You're one of five on the team who has powers. How weird is that?" Megan stays silent, shutting her eyes timidly. Rose sees the way she moves, the way she acts. Her years of fighting and training have done many things for her, but by far, the most important thing they've done is help her to read people. People can mask their voice, their face, even their body. But the one thing no one can hide is their eyes. Rose steps closer and places her hand under Megan's chin. She raises her head to meet her's and Rose looks carefully into the hero's eyes. As the two stare in silence, Rose lets out a heavy sigh and turns her back to her.
"What?" Megan asks softly. Rose pauses, waiting to respond.
"Nothing." She says, her tone revealing her inner conflict.
"Rose," Megan starts slowly. "You've got to believe me, when I read your mind, it was an accident. People's thoughts are private. If there's one thing I always try to do is be respectful of people's privacy. I swear that was the first time I read any of yours, or anyone else here's, thoughts."

Rose looks over her shoulder, her face fixed and her body ready, but more relaxed. "Megan...how can I be sure you're not lying." She asks slyly, paying close attention to the girl's movements.
"Your story makes no sense. You join a team of heroes to do good, a team of heroes with powers people can only wish for. You, with all your power, join this team and decide to hide your power...fearful of being a freak?" Rose takes a breath, trying to clear her head. "Tell me...does that honestly make sense?"

Megan nods, her face changing to a frown. "No." She says with sorrow. Silence fills the air for a moment as the two stand, staring at eachother in a stand off. Megan's head drops suddenly and she lets out a heavy breath of air. "Alright, Rose." She says, raising her head with confidence and pride. "You want to know the truth? I'll tell you. I'll show you my secret. It's only fair now that I know yours." Megan stands back and her body begins to shift. Her skin color fades from white to a light grainy green. Her hair disappears and her body becomes skinny and thin. The back of her head extends and her form takes on a completely different shape. "Here, Rose. This is the truth." She says, her voice different now, more alien then anything. "My name is M'gann M'orzz. I am a green martian, one of two who survived. I came here looking for the only remaining surviver J'onn J'onzz. I saw he had joined your culture, moved on from his heritage and adopted yours, changing his shape and joining the heroes of this planet to save and protect. I did the same. But...because of my fear, my terror of you humans having seen what you can do, I decided to hide my true form." Megan stands still, her mind and body exposed. Rose simply stares, her mouth shut tightly, her body like a statue. "Well...?" Megan ask with anguish. "Have you nothing to say?"

 

[Eddie Brock]

The "World of Heroes" DC RPG Season VIII Application

Screen Name: Eddie Brock

Character you would like to play (please include the color and font you plan on using to portray the character): Conner Kent / Kon-El / Superboy

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. : As a (half) Kryptonian, Conner possesses all the same abilities as Superman: superstrength, invulnerability, superspeed, flight, heat vision, X-Ray vision, superhearing, and arctic breath. However, he also possesses a form of telekinesis from his early days.

Superboy is a clone of Superman, but he also possesses fragments of Lex Luthor's DNA. In the beginning, his abilities were limited, and he had to rely on his tactile telekinesis. However, in time his Kryptonian powers manifested, and Superboy followed in the shadow of the Man of Steel. Taking the human name Conner Kent - and being given the Kryptonian name Kon-El - Superboy has been actively involved with the Teen Titans, both before and after a lengthy coma following a brutal fight.

Group your character is aligned with (if applicable): Teen Titans

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?): Once upon a time, the Titans were the most prolific of any PC team in all the RPGs. I plan on working with Syn (Mercenary) to bring the Titans back to the forefront of this RPG, as well as continuing the open storylines I left behind.

Do you have an Instant Messenger? Which one, and what is your screen name?: MSN - [email protected]

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):

It's one of my favorite pictures. As I playfully roll my eyes, Cassie plants a soft kiss on my cheek. In the background, the bright lights of the boardwalk add a finishing touch to a magical evening. Suit unbuttoned and tie loosened, I sit quietly on the edge of my bed, holding the picture in my hands. It came from one of our first dates after 'officially' becoming a couple. Life was simpler back then.

Okay, maybe it wasn't simpler, but we were all so optimistic - maybe even naive - that it didn't matter. There were still wars, people still died, and hearts were still broken. But the Titans, all of us, used to think that everything was going to be okay. We were all sure that we could change the world. Maybe we have, but it's not what we had hoped for. We see now that it was childish to think that we could solve all of the world's problems, but we had certainly hoped for better results.

Now, as we grow older, it's getting progressively harder to keep that mentality. We're reaching a very turbulent time in our lives. Our days as Teen Titans are numbered. Adulthood - and all its subsequent problems - breathes down our neck terrifyingly. We've even begun to outlive our mentors, albeit prematurely. The world we grew up in has turned a cold shoulder to us. Gone are the days of Superman and Batman patting us on the back, assuring us that everything would work out.

We're beginning to see that everything won't work out - not always. Maybe that's a lesson that we're meant to learn, but that doesn't make it any easier. The world is testing us, and it feels increasingly more difficult to succeed. Sure, we have each other, but we really don't. Kara is gone. Bart has withdrawn into himself. Tim is dealing with yet another hardship in his life. Rose is fighting feelings of isolation. Cassie, though she insists otherwise, is burying a pain deep inside her. In fact, Zach seems to be the only one of us left that isn't emotionally scarred beyond all salvation.

Me? I wish I knew where to start. Actually, I know exactly where to start. Cassie. It all begins and ends there. I always promised her that I would never hurt her, and I did just that. If I can't even stop myself from hurting the one person who means the world to me, who's safe? I'm so afraid of spiraling downward into a world where I hurt everyone around me until I'm utterly alone. Then again, solitude seems to be my lot in life. I'm going to outlive them all. That's my greatest fear. I don't deal with it often, but - with all the death - surrounding us, that sad reality rears its head again.

No matter what, I will outlive them all. Tim, Zach, Rose, Cassie, the whole world. They're only human. I don't know how Kal deals with this ever-present threat of being utterly alone. He already knows what that feels like. He's lost one home. What will happen when he loses another? How can he just put on a happy face and kiss Lois goodbye every morning when he knows that one day he'll stand at her funeral? That's why I can never be Superman.

More and more, as life's adversities pound upon me, I remain standing somehow. This prompts everyone to assure me that I'm following in his footsteps. But I know that can't be true. Kal handles everything so well. He carries the weight of the world on his shoulders, and he never complains. Obviously, I can't know what he's thinking, but he doesn't appear to be so wracked with fear and uncertainty as I am. I'm not Superman. I never will be. I have his genes. I bear his symbol. But those alone do not make the man.

I don't know how I got here. I don't know how I became the person, sitting on the edge of his bed, that I am today. What happened to the guy on the boardwalk, his girlfriend's arms around him and a smile on his face? Was that ever me? He seems so faraway now.

"Knock, knock?"

Still holding the picture, I look over my shoulder to see Cassie in the doorway. Like me, she hasn't gotten out of her funeral clothes yet. Somehow, through the mourning colors and the wheelchair, her beauty continues to shine through. It astounds me.

"Whatcha doin'?" Cassie asks casually, looking at my hands.

I place the picture back on my dresser and shrug. "Just thinking," I answer simply. It's so much more than thinking, but I don't want to burden her with my inner feelings. That's my cross to bear.

"I know today was a rough day," Cassie admits. She rolls down to the foot of my bed and sits in her chair next to me. Looking me in the eyes, she continues, "But they're not all going to be like this."

"I know."

"This is just something that we all have to deal with in our own way, y'know?" she asks rhetorically. "And I know 'strong and silent' has always been your style, but I'm here to listen to you."

I close my eyes for a moment. "Thank you," I respond sincerely.

Smiling, Cassie reaches out and takes my hand in hers. We don't need to say anything more. The comfort of our interlaced fingers tells us all we need to know. And just for a fleeting moment, I suddenly feel much better about the future. I realize, looking at Cassie and seeing the genuine concern in her eyes, that I'm not really alone. And for a moment, I think I gain some insight into Kal's head. Sure, Cassie won't be here forever. But she's here now.

And, for what it's worth, that's all I need.​

 

[wiegeabo]

Approved.

 

[Saved]

Both?

 

[Eddie Brock]

Both?

 

[SuperFerret]

Is Byrd around? I wish to discuss things with him.

 

[wiegeabo]

Both?

No.

Now the game is, can you figure out which one is approved?

 

[Saved]

...I'mma post anyway - I'm a loose cannon. I don't play by anyone else's rules except my own - and I don't even play by those rules...

 

[Byrd Man]

Is Byrd around? I wish to discuss things with him.

I'm always around. Now if I could get my POS computer to work with me, I'll get on MSN.

 

[Eddie Brock]

I'm always around. Now if I could get my POS computer to work with me, I'll get on MSN.

 

[wiegeabo]

...I'mma post anyway - I'm a loose cannon. I don't play by anyone else's rules except my own - and I don't even play by those rules...

...President Bush?