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| 26 May 2012 08:45 PM |
A hero is not one to do the impossible, but to make world peace as possible towards his or hers citizens. Nor do the villains create the impossible, they desire all feel the taste of how possible terror and pain can turn out to be. But the world is not full of heroes or villains, but the voice of the people, the citizens. The world is full of hatr.ed, corruption, and e.vil. Mur.ders taking place very day and night. Abuse in a blink of eye. Theft moving faster than the trains the thieves loot up. But the biggest threat existing now, it but a man. Though, we call this man many names of which describe him: dem.on, d.evil, the pure curse of the world. In other words, we call him Scar. ✘ ✘ ✘ ✘ ✘ A buzz broke the silent of the room as a doctor walked in. The doctor gripped his clipboard, denying his fear. This was Dr. Samuel Davis Carter, known as Dr. Carter. He had a nice red head clean cut as he had a sweet sideburns. His glasses covered over his baby blue eyes. He pulled out a chair, sitting in front of Delta City’s most hated villain- Scar. Scar glared up with his blood shot eyes at the doctor as he expanded a smile of mischief. Scar played with his scrapped nails as he toyed with his fingers. Scar’s black long silky hair was no more when he entered Raven Wall Asylum. He now had a rough buzz cut, wore his usually white stained stray jacket. He had burn marks covering parts of his peach skin as scars covered the other parts of his skin and face. Dr. Carter smiled at scar as he wrote on the slips attached to his clip board. “December 17th, 2011. Day 1,” He announce as he wrote it down on his slip. “How’s it going doc?” Scar asked in a joking manner as he hung his head to the right, carelessly. “Fine, Scar. I am doctor Samuel Davis Carter, but you address me as Dr. Carter.” “Why don’t we skip the formalities and I just call you, Sammy?” “Umm…,” the doctor looked at the mirror window. He made eye contact with the officers and doctors outside the room, in front of the window. His eyes asked, ”Should I allow him to?” The people nodded at his request. “Of course you c--,” Samuel was stopped. “Yes, of course. Those doctors and officers..,” the criminal mentioned as he pointed at the mirror. “Gave you approval of your request. But let them not give you approval to the lie saying- I have no idea what you are doing. Because I know exactly what you are doing.” “Oh really? The doctor questioned. “Yes, Sammy. All you doctors out here do not want to help our criminal minds, you just want to jump into our heads to spill ever secret we have. But let me tell you something, sir. I can get into your head, I can spill your secrets, I can unleash your fears. I can scar you for life.” “Umm,” Samuel muttered nervously as his palms grew sweaty. “What’s a matter doc? You need to see a doctor?” Scar asked as he busted with laughter. “Enough!” Samuel yelled in panic as he started to rise up from the chair. “We are done for today. Goodbye, and I will see you tomorrow. “See you later, alligator!” Scar yelled as buzz rang and the doctor exited the room. ”Are you alright?” one officer asked Dr. Carter. “You look a bit… stressed.” Dr. Carter closed his eyes as he calmed himself down, before answering. “Yes,” he responded as he adjusted his shirt collar. “I am fine.” “You sure?” “Yea.” “If you say so,” the officer said as he shrugged and walked away. ✘ ✘ ✘ ✘ ✘ A buzz rang again the next day as Dr. Carter walked in. He didn’t have his friendly smile on today though. He gripped a brown paper bag. “Oh, doc you don’t look so happy?” Scar pointed out in a mocking tone. “No..,” Disagreed the doctor as he sat in the chair, stuffing his hand in the bag. “I am fine, but you will be better, because I brought you something.” The doctor pulls out a bow tie- Scar’s bow tie. “Aww! My bow tie!” squealed Scar in excitement as he snatch the bow tie before adjusting it on himself. No one really knows why Scar loves this certain bow tie, though. “Glad it makes you happy,” I lied to him with a serious look on my faces before I slammed pictures down, pictures of a woman. “Does she also make you happy?” “Claw?!” Scar shouted with excitement. “These are only pictures, I want to see the really thing! Because she can tighten my bow tie.” Samuel rolled his eyes before continuing. “So,” Samuel started as he wrote a few sentences on which the paper hooked to his clip board. “Can you explain to be how you met her?” “Aww,” Scar sighed with a grin. “It was like the second happiest day of my life. It was fall and I was ready to put away with the heroes of Delta City. I demanded that not a hero show his face and that they were the reason for the death of this city. I told the city as I stood in front of the local studio, that if any hero shows there face they will surely regret it. I asked for anyone who like to join me in this rebellion, and that is when Claw stepped up. She was the only intelligent person I saw that day, the rest was broke thugs who wanted a life.” “Yes and we all know the rest of the story…” “Oh, yes! Then a hero showed up during my speech and interrupted, oh rude? It was.. That that hero that could shape shift… What was his name?” “You mean, Shift?” “Oh yes Shift, I forgot his name- Isn’t that funny? He was such a honored hero now not event the most insane villain know his name ever since he abandoned the city. “ “He did not abandon us, he just have not showed up ever since…,” Samuel looked down with an upset face. “What’s wrong, Sammy?” “Don’t act like you do not know what happened! You should you created that disaster!” “What? A little fire too much for Delta City?” “Little fire? You busted the whole studio in flames with gasoline.” “Yea, and the people were warned about a great terror would happen if a hero showed his or her face.” “Scar, can I ask you something? Why are such a horrible person?” “Horrible? Och! I thought I was doing good for city.” “Good?! You are the cause of hundreds and thousands of lived being wasted. And not only by death. Claw “Aww.. Come on she knows the truth.” “They truth of what?! What is so special about YOU and ever who follows YOU! Why is it that you bring terror to us? Why, Scar? WHY!?” “Because these people who help you, these people called HEROES! They only bring more villains with there foolish belief in no death. Death will put away the sin.” “But death is a sin.” “Not as harsh as the terror I can unleash.” “All sin is equal though.” “But some sin can bring more pain to the citizens than others can.” “But I believe you committed just about all of those sins.” “Why are you judging me when you should look back at yourself and your family…” “Scar, focus! You better not go there!” “Or what I will be roughed up. I have already felt enough pain in this asylum.” “But I promise you, if you mentio--” “Rosie?” Samuel was ready to tear his heart out, but he was not ready to be tied up in a stray jacket. He just gave out a cold growl as he gritted his teeth, leaving the cell. “You sure you do not need us?” the same officer asked. “Yea,” agreed Samuel. “In fact, tomorrow I want to this alone. No doctor or officers, but me and him. He must be just nervous with all you eye balling him. I will shout out when I need help.” “You sure about this, doc?” “Yea, very.” ✘ ✘ ✘ ✘ ✘ The usual buzz rang as Dr. Carter walk in, his left hand stuffed in his jacket pocket as his right gripped his clip board, wearing a grim frown. Dr. Carter was already sweating and Scar hasn’t spoke a word to him. “Listen her you villainous onion- eyed pignut! Speak when spoken to. You answer every dang question I ask. You got it?!” Samuel yelled as he sat roughly on the chair. Scar just smile for a moment, not answering him. Scar knew the doctor was becoming insane because of Scar’s early mentions of Dr. Carter’s family. But what Scar also knew is that he was crawling into Dr. Carter’s mind, decreasing his sanity. Dr. Carter became impatient of Scar having no response. “DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!?” he yelled as he struck Scar on the face. “I understand perfectly,” Scar answers him with a devilish smile. “I understand your past, your memories, fears, dreams, family, Mary and Rosie?” “Shut your dang mouth!” Samuel shouted as he slammed Scar on the wall, breaking Scar’s nose. “Don’t you dare bring up my wife and daughter.” “Why didn’t you save them, Sam?” Scar gasped out as the blood leaked down his nose. “Save them? How could I the flames were everywhere. I strived and strived to get to them. It was too LATE the fire YOU CAUSED fed off their flesh. It was my little girl, Rosie‘s birth day.” Samuel’s left hand emerged out his pocket, gripping a glimmering knife. He held it up to Scar’s neck. “Why shouldn’t I kill you right now? You killed what I lived for!” he shouted at Scar. “No one will hear you scream, the room is sound proof, I locked the door shut, and I blocked out the mirror window with that map over there.” “Listen Sam, I know how you feel… The world is going to fall on you when what you lived for is no longer breathing. Yeah, I been there, but if you kill me now you will be me. You’ll be wrapped up in a stray jacket slammed on the walls. Will your family want you like that? Would your family want you to kill someone? Would your wife kiss a murder? Would little Rosie like her daddy to slaughter a man?” “No,” Samuel muttered as he back away, shaking his head violently. “How about you let me out, and I teach you how to live in this dark creepy world? You and me like brothers?” “Brothers?” “Yes, a whole new family.” “Alright… brother.” Samuel cut Scar our of the stray jacket. Scar smile but still one full of hate. “Now, you give me the knife because I am master of maneuvering it” Scar starts saying as he stretches. “And you go unlock the door, alright brother?” “Yes my brother,” Samuel nodded as he scurried to door after handing Scar the knife. The door clicked as it opened up, but Samuel froze. Scar descended the knife out of Samuel’s back after he was finish sinking it into Samuel’s body. “You know brotherly love can go in a flash or maybe never even happen at all,” Scar said before bursting out with laughter. ✘ ✘ ✘ ✘ ✘ And that is how Scar escaped. Then he freed Claw, then all the other villains and scum of the asylum. Many were put down, but not as must as the number who escape. A hero determined to hold justice up. They call her The Form, a true hear willing to risk her life for the safety of the citizens. But she is not the only hero in this city. So come ye all heroes rise for justice! But villains. They lurk in every corner, shadows or the even the light, they are everywhere. Though, even a simple citizen can make a difference. What are you? Rules 1. No Mary Sues 2. No Godmodding 3.Follow Roblox Rules 4. Stay active unless you have an acceptable excuse 5.Follow Roblox’s terms of service 6.Use “()” when not role-playing. 7. Have acceptable grammar. 8. More rules may yet to come. 9. Put Scar Mark in other if you read the Rules
Citizen- Simple life of a simple human. They are the voice of the people, the people. Name: Race: (Not to the extreme such as Demons or angels. Choose such as this: American, British, Japanese, African, ECT.) Gender: A.ge: Appearance: Occupation/ Job: Fears: Disabilities: Personality: Bio: (At least two paragraphs) For heroes or against?: Why should I accept you?: Sample Post:
Law Enforcer- Such as police or military officers. They may not be a superhero but they are hero to the city. They can also be called a hero’s best friend. Name: Race: (Not to the extreme such as Demons or angels. Choose such as this: American, British, Japanese, African, ECT.) Gender: A.ge: Appearance: Occupation/ Job: Fears: Disabilities: Weapon/ Tool: Rank: Personality: Bio: (At least two paragraphs) For heroes or against?: Why should I accept you?: Sample Post:
Thug- Gang members, cultist, thieves, or even bullies. They are the low time criminals. They may not be skillful in the mind but make pretty go rock headed scum to fight for you villains. Name: Nickname: (Optional) Race: (Not to the extreme such as Demons or angels. Choose such as this: American, British, Japanese, African, ECT.) Gender: A.ge: Appearance: Occupation/ Job or who do you work for?: Fears: Disabilities: Weapon/ Tool: Worst Enemy?: Personality: Bio: (At least two paragraphs) For heroes or against?: Why should I accept you?: Sample Post:
Criminal- A super villain with out the super powers. They use from knives to explosives for there power. They mainly work as boss or alone. They are highly wanted by the law but not as high as super villains. Name: Nickname: (Optional) Race: (Not to the extreme such as Demons or angels. Choose such as this: American, British, Japanese, African, ECT.) Gender: A.ge: Appearance: What type of criminal are you and what are your crimes: Fears: Disabilities: Weapon/ Tool: Worst Enemy?: Personality: Bio: (At least two paragraphs) For heroes or against?: Why should I accept you?: Sample Post:
Vigilante- Heroes wanted by the law, outcast heroes. They take manners in their own hands but always do for the what will help the citizens even if they do not understand their work. Super name: Name: Race: (Not to the extreme such as Demons or angels. Choose such as this: American, British, Japanese, African, ECT.) Gender: A.ge: Super Suit: Appearance: Occupation/ Job outside of hero life: Fears: Disabilities: Weapon/ Super abilities: Worst Enemy?: Personality: Weaknesses: Catchphrase: Bio: (At least two paragraphs) Why should I accept you?: Sample Post:
Super Villain- The mind master of disaster, even if the disaster are as large as the other villains, but you are pretty evil. Though you have super powers or even just a powerful weapon to create your destruction. Super name: Name: Race: (Not to the extreme such as Demons or angels. Choose such as this: American, British, Japanese, African, ECT.) Gender: A.ge: Super Suit: Appearance: Occupation/ Job outside of hero life: Fears: Disabilities: Weapon/ Super abilities: Worst Enemy?: Personality: Weaknesses: Catchphrase: Bio: (At least two paragraphs) Why should I accept you?: Sample Post:
Super Hero- You know they fight for justice. Submit their powers for only righteousness. Super name: Name: Race: (Not to the extreme such as Demons or angels. Choose such as this: American, British, Japanese, African, ECT.) Gender: A.ge: Super Suit: Appearance: Occupation/ Job outside of hero life: Fears: Disabilities: Weapon/ Super abilities: Worst Enemy?: Personality: Weaknesses: Catchphrase: Bio: (At least two paragraphs) Why should I accept you?: Sample Post:
*-My Characters-* Super Villain- The mind master of disaster, even if the disaster are as large as the other villains, but you are pretty evil. Though you have super powers or even just a powerful weapon to create your destruction. Super name: Scar Name: Unknown Race: American Gender: Male A.ge: Looks like in his mid 30’s Super Suit: Wears a white t- shirt under a ripped sleeved leather coat. He wears fingerless gloves for his hands and a watch on his right wrist. Raven black sweat pants cover his white pale legs. Formal gentlemen shoes cover over his cotton socks. Oh, and don’t forget his onyx black bowtie. Appearance: Weights 158 lbs and is 6’2 feet, and is also muscular. Has a raven black foe-hawk, yellow eyes for some mysterious reason, and has mutton chops. Occupation/ Job outside of hero life: None, he is always living the life of a villain. Fears: Losing And his past that is unknown to everyone… Disabilities: Insane, hard headed, cruel Weapon/ Super abilities: He works a lot with multiple weapons and explosive but his power is that he can sink into people’s minds, spilling their secrets, exposing their fears, even control their minds turning them inside. Worst Enemy?: “The Form mainly, and other heroes of course… But The Form…” Personality: Evil, cruel, harsh, full of hate, insane, plays in a joking manner when it is not a joke. But has heart for his sidekick, Claw. Weaknesses: Looking back on his life before a villain, though no one has yet to know what that is… Catchphrase: “You think you feel pain? Let me add some scars that will bring you memories, memories that will bring you far…” Bio: (At least two paragraphs) An evil cruel sick man, Scar believes his life is to cause terror to the many citizens of Delta city. He first started outside of a studio of Delta city, demanding all citizens turn on heroes. If a hero shows his or her face, great terror will collapse on the city and it’s people. Many shook their heads, police officers did not even show a care and just let him be humiliated by others. Though, there were scum who joined him but a their was a girl who did. Scar believed she was smart, intelligent, and had to it was to be his sidekick. He gave her the super villain name, Claw. And they have been working ever since and they are even closer to each other than just simple friends… One of his most hated crimes was the day after the rebellion. He bathed the studio in fire when a hero named “Shift” stood up to Scar when Scar was holding his rebellion. The explosive of flames killed hundred of people at when they tried to attend Jackson Charles Keylan’s performance. Keylan was the city’s most loved actor and he was fed away by those flames. Why should I accept you?: ”Want to know what happened to the last guy who questioned me? It was his last mistake…” Sample Post: I stood at the top of a building, Claw next to me. She smiled as she was glad that we were free. I had a group of thugs helping me out to have a little “TV show” for the citizens, it was a “little surprise” I had for them… “We are on!” one of my goons told me as he held the camera. I smiled as I folded my arms. “Hello there citizens of Delta city!” I yelled out as I was being recorded live to national television. My buddies hacked into the system. “You must be wondering how handsome I am… and I escaped. But that does not matter, what matters is that I will surely bring terror to your city after the help I offered. What you going to laugh at me? You cannot can you? Because you believe I am as serious as the bodies that were eaten up by those flames. But you people better surrender your city to me, before it breaks. Now, some of you heroes out there are determined to defeat me. Okay then, bring it!”
Super Hero- You know they fight for justice. Submit their powers for only righteousness. Super Name: The Form Name: Violet Eva Keylan Race: Half Japanese Half American Gender: Female A.ge: 28 Super Suit: A long leathery coat, a cotton white turtle neck, midnight black shades, leather skinny jeans, and pitch black boots. She also wears a sliver ruby stoned necklace under her turtleneck. Appearance: Has raven black hair, Japanese features, walnut brown eyes, yellow tinted skin because she is half Asian, has a match birthmark of Jackson Keylan. Weight is 134 lbs, is a bit muscular, and is 5’8 feet. Occupation/ Job outside of hero life: An author, she never wanted to be in acting like her father, she could not stand in front of people to let the people look at her and remember her father’s death. Fears: Her father’s death, torture. Disabilities: She can have anger problems if you push her buttons. Weapon/ Super abilities: Shape shift, teleport, and electricity/ lighting Worst Enemy?: Scar Personality: Is quiet and shy. Doesn’t talk much but usual have to because she is a famous author. She caring and compassionate but never hangs out and chat unless you step out and start the chatting. Weaknesses: Her past burdens her and also torture, even electrocution. Catchphrase: “I come in many forms and shape but justice never does, in the end you find it if it giving by a true hero.” Bio: (At least two paragraphs): She never had the chance to met her Japanese mother. Her mother died of breast cancer when Violet was only but a year old. But Violet always loved her father and her father loved her. They drew closer together. Violet did not know what to do without her father because she was his hope. She watch his plays and his action on the stage. She knew her father, Jackson Keylan was famous but it did not bother her because she was happy as long she was with him. But she kept his secret, he was “Shift” the hero. But it hurt her as if she was being tortured. Her father yelled for her to go when he could not make it out, she could not live him but she could not disobey him. So, she left her father, and she still cannot recover over it. But today she tried to become the hero of the city just like her father was. But she is now,” The Form.” Why should I accept you?: “Because I will never let anyone face death like I did, watching the dearest one you love fall into the pit of death.” Sample Post: I sighed trying to write. I had no idea to write. I had no idea why to be happy. I lived in a rich mansion, I am rich, famous, but I have no family. I wanted to rest though, relax. So, I flip on my TV. I see Scar and I jumped. Jumped as I saw the villain who caused the death of hundred and my father. And I was determined as most villains- to put him back to the cell he belong in, but not kill him because that would only make me just like him.
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| 26 May 2012 09:01 PM |
| (Oh and forgot to put other, and foxesrcool554 is admin.) |
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| 26 May 2012 09:23 PM |
Super name: Claw. Call her Claw and nothing else. Name: Claw. IT'S THE SAME FOO' Race: British Gender: Female A.ge: 28 Super Suit: A jet-black fingerless glove is her favorite piece. A grey-black tank top with japanese characters on it. Denim jeans. Appearance: Claw has jet-black hair. In the back are three white slash marks. She always has to have on black eyeliner. Her weight is 137 pounds and is 5'7. Emerald green eyes. Occupation/ Job outside of hero life: Whatever Scar does, she does too. Fears: Insane people. Disabilities: Anger issuses Weapon/ Super abilities: Two long daggers. Is very flexible and agile. Worst Enemy?: The Form Personality: Daring, bloddthirsty, dark, evil, has a sweet side but that's only for Scar. Weaknesses: Fire. Catchphrase: "The name's Claw. It's spell D-E-A-T-H." Bio: (At least two paragraphs) After being abondoned at a young age, Claw was always friend less. She got into fights and got into trouble more and more. At the parks, she watched the girls with there flexible tricks and tryed them herself. She was very good and got advanced. She always had to large stick with her. They were as sharp as daggers, so that's what she called her. One day, she was sitting in an allyway when a guy came and picked her up. For some reason, she wasn't afriad of him She knew this guy would help her. He made her refer to him as "Boss". That's what all his other workers did. After working for him for atleast 7 years, he brought her to Scar's rebellious stand against heroes. After killing "Boss", she joined Scar and has helped him since then. Why should I accept you?: "You take me away from Scar, I will k.ill you in your sleep." Sample Post: I look into the camera while Scar gives his speech. "You may have superheroes and officers. But you know what he has? Me." I say after Scar is finished. "So have fun trying to get us. And make sure it lasts, because I know it will." |
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| 27 May 2012 12:06 AM |
| (Mother of gawd, I must join.) |
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| 27 May 2012 12:53 AM |
Vigilante- Heroes wanted by the law, outcast heroes. They take manners in their own hands but always do for the what will help the citizens even if they do not understand their work. Super name: The Gentleman Name: Joshua K. Eriksson Race: English Gender: Male A.ge:22 Super Suit: Dress clothes, black cape, top hat and an eye-mask like Zorro Appearance: Weighs in at 189, 5'9". Occupation/ Job outside of hero life: In hiding Fears: Death. Water Disabilities: Not seen as a proper hero, but a villain. Law enforcement will treat him as such. Weapon/ Super abilities: Super-jumps, able to blast with powers, (ie: Shockwave attacks.) Worst Enemy?: The Citizens and their impudence. Claw as well, but she doesn't see me as her worst enemy. Personality: Acts smarter than most, probably is. Is not understood as a true hero. Weaknesses: Hydrophobia, short fuse. Catchphrase: "Catchphrases are lame!" Bio: (At least two paragraphs) So, here I am. Writing to you of my story. I forget the date, but there was a bank robbery going on. This was my time to shine, right? Finally get recognized for who I am: somebody who loves his city. Wrong. In a fit of rage, I unleashed a powerful wave of energy and triggered a bomb. So goes everybody in the bank, and they called ME the villain. I may have been responsible for a couple of deaths, and I may do things my way. But I still want to protect my citizens. I AM NOT A BAD PERSON, HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE ME OF CRIMES I DID NOT COMMIT!!! Why should I accept you?: "I'll serve my city, wanted or not." Sample Post: I watch my small little Television in my hiding cave, glaring at Claw the entire time. When she makes her little remark at the end, I let out a yell of rage, picking up the TV and chucking it. Other: Scar Mark |
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| 27 May 2012 02:28 AM |
Criminal- A super villain with out the super powers. They use from knives to explosives for there power. They mainly work as boss or alone. They are highly wanted by the law but not as high as super villains. Name: Kameron Le-Fernandez Nickname: The Panther Race: French Gender: Male A.ge: Early 40s Appearance: Wears a long trench coat, a bandit cloth-over-your-mouth thingy (Forgot it's name..), a cowboy hat so my identity is covered anda Panther sign on his Cowboy hat. What type of criminal are you and what are your crimes: I'm a Serial-Killer (I think that's how you spell Serial.) who kills people in their sleep, (Day time: having a nap. Night time: Gone to sleep.) Fears: Showing identity or someone finding out. Disabilities: Walking. His left leg was fractured. Weapon/ Tool: Razer, Butcher's knife. Worst Enemy?: None. Personality: Likes blood and gore. Bio: The Panther had run wild. One newspaper reporter wrote this: It was midnight. The scene of someone's death had occured. The cops came to the scene of a death of a young man, @g3d 25. His girl friend, Christina, @g3d 24, was there. She said she caught a glimpse of the man. He wore a trench coat, a bandit cloth thingy (STILL can't remember.) and a cowboy hat with a Panther's head sign on the side of it. The cops said this was the work of "The Panther". By day, the Panther would kill people in their nap, and by night, when they are asleep. He carried a Butcher's Knife and a sharp Razer. It was almost impossible to find the true identity of the so-called: The Panther. For heroes or against?: Against. Why should I accept you?: I was one of the admin's in your SW forum. Sample Post: Don't understand the word 'Sample'. |
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| 27 May 2012 05:02 AM |
| (I shallls joins....maybes....possiblies....) |
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| 27 May 2012 07:18 AM |
| (Both accepted but Region, you need a sample of what you will be like when you rp.) |
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| 27 May 2012 08:20 AM |
(Sorry this is like three pages and forgive me about not being on the last RP I was occupied with TCoTL) Super villain name: Mekiki Name: J.D (Only initials known.) Race: British (England) Gender: Female A.ge: 29 Super (Very super.) Suit: A black tuxedo suit complete with over-shirt, pants and white cuffs. Her undershirt is white in colour, often she will just where this instead of with her over-shirt when she is comfortable. Azure blue bow tie that she is almost never seen without. Black top hat with a blue band wrapped around it. Black formal wear shoes with white socks. Appearance: Messy pitch-black hair that curls at the tips, her hair reached to the middle of her back, bang sweeps to the right and hangs just over her eye. Irises are an incredibly deep blue with a thin black line outlining the inside, her right eye has better vision than the left, and her right eye has 5 small, black dots around the pupil. Teeth are very white as hygiene should be important to everyone, her smile can stretch to the middle of her cheekbone. Rounded face with slightly tanned white skin stands at 5’7. She is pretty curvy but more rounded around her hips, maintains a pretty good and average weight.
Occupation/ Job outside of hero life: She has an underground organ-selling business. It is not that well known among people, mostly because her buyers distribute them and take the risks. Fears: The living of the innocent, the lost of truth. Disabilities: Insanity, never trusts easily. Weapon/ Super abilities: Carries a carving and butterfly knife with him. Regenerating black tendrils (appendages) with black spikes in the tips, force field creation, and teleportation. Worst Enemy?: N/A
Personality: Mekiki is someone who really enjoys her what she does. She tortures, murders, blackmails and does a variety of crimes for no other reason than pure fun and bliss. A tendency to experiment is common with her. She is constantly found laughing and is almost never found frowning or even having a flat mouth.
She tends to be quite charismatic and gentlewomanly person, always remaining to have manner when in the face of death or even the one inflicting it. She has an easy time getting people to trust her because of this, yet, is hard to see why in certain situations.
Weaknesses: Rage, the voice in her head. Quote: “People threaten to maim and kill all the time, why am I horrible for sticking with my word?” “Everyone deserves to die. If you are evil, your death will be a relief to the world. If you are innocent, your death will be a relief to you.” Bio: She started developing her voice at a young age, it wasn’t exactly a bad voice to follow mind you just that it intimidated her. While it gave her some pretty good advice the voice always haunted her, a rather deep and monstrous tone it was. This really bugged her as a young child, her parent send her to receive therapy because of this, which really infected her childhood. Mostly, people thought it was worse than what it was, and they were scared. Later in life she embraced this and couldn’t give a care in the world.
Her business is mostly something on the side, the people she works with are other villains and criminals, and they will often plan and work together. It’s rather funny; while she does horrible things she can hardly be classified as hero or villain. She might kill the person she works with before or after the crime and can sometimes be seen helping the innocents doing important or mundane things. She does what she likes and what she feels like doing. Anything other is to be released.
Why should I accept you?: “What would happen if you did not?” Sample Post: The TV clicked off; a dainty gloved hand pulled back and allowed herself to sit back in her chair. The room was dark, a soft light only coming from a few candles. What a way to reveal yourself! She thought it to be silly and quite…childish. A chuckle escaped her lips; she would have to pay attention to these two. Other: Scar Mark (Also has a minor friend/sidekick who can do illusions. He may or may not be a frequent character.) -------------------- Super name: Phantom Name: Damian P. Diaz Race: Canadian/Spanish Gender: Male A.ge: 29 Super Suit: Wears a light black cloak including hood, it barely hovers over the ground. The only thing keeping the cloak together is black diamond pin attached right where the hood meets the cloak, so a little below/above the bottom of his neck. It changes in colour (Not literally) depending on what he feels like, as sometimes the cloak is purple. He wears all black clothing, usually long sleeved shirts and those pants that have the string around the ankles whatever they’re called; he never wears these casually. Appearance: His hair is a bright orange, which gained him the nickname ‘Pumpkin’ among many people. It is styled in a shaggy cut with the bangs moved to the side, they flip over a bit as if a gust of wind is always pushing them. His hair reaches to the middle of his neck. Eyes are quite narrow, not in a slim way but in an angry, almost charismatic way, as if he could stare right through you. Irises are a watery shade of blue with white flecks scattered around it, the outside of the iris is lined with black. Eyebrows seemed to be always arched down, this may be related to how tired or grumpy he is. His skin is hardly tanned at all, even with his Spanish background. Stands at about 6’2. Body build is actually very good; he’s developed some good bit of muscle as working out helps relieve some built up stress. He has a scar under his left eye, don’t ask him how it got there, he’ll ignore you.
Occupation/ Job outside of hero life: Criminal Analyst, Shrink. Fears: Rejection, losing of innocence. Disabilities: Drug user, workaholic, stressed. Weapon/ Super abilities: His two arms can shape shift into a variety of different things. All the way down to his one finger. Currently he is trying to do the same with his legs, anything other does not seem to work. He also has some cool healing abilities and pretty nice speed. Worst Enemy?: N/A Personality: He is a grumpy, pumpkin-headed jerk who in all reality isn’t really all that bad. Cheesy, very, though quite true, he keeps this attitude to drive people away from him since he really doesn’t like to be bugged and it tends to be stressful. If you get to know him you’ll find he has a very big brother like vibe to him and is willing to listen to people more than he does himself. Because of this he finds himself becoming depressed, as he doesn’t like to talk to others about his feelings fore he fears it may bring them down.
Damian loves animals to the fullest extant; his biggest soft spot happens to be them. He takes care of them whenever he can. Unfortunately he tends to be a bit of a workaholic. If you give him a job you will be sure as god that he will do it, even if it takes him the whole night to do so. Since this trait exists he’s developed insomnia, he won’t ever rest until he knows everything is dealt with and done.
Weaknesses: Work, stress. Quote: “I think the only reason corruption is so big is that it’s highly focused on. The horrible things are more interesting than the hopeful things.” Bio: Damian was raised in an orphanage after being taken away by Social services. This was due to his parents attempting to sell their baby for drugs and they were obviously arrested shortly after. Ever since found out as young child (His new parents figuring he should know early) he has had a problem with confidence. His work must always be top-notch or he fears he will be rejected for never being good enough. He also thinks that if he doesn’t look normal or well enough he’ll be rejected for being too different. This has caused a numerous amounts of setbacks in his life, once even fainting due to how much stress he had built up in his body. Why should I accept you?: “I’ll be late if you keep me any longer.”
Sample Post: His finger taps against the arm of his chair as he watches the broadcast, his eyes narrowing yet still remaining calm. The most his look gave off was an appearance of slight irritation. He leaned to the side and allowed his elbow to rest on the arm. As he curled his fingers up into a fist he rested his head on it. “Narcissists” He muttered Other: Scar Mark
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| 27 May 2012 08:27 AM |
| I like the 1902 words of useless filler. |
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| 27 May 2012 08:33 AM |
| (I like how you purposely go out of your way to count the amount of words in a post for the sole purpose of harassing people.) |
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| 27 May 2012 08:40 AM |
I like how you don't know that Microsoft Word counts words.
I didn't do it for the purpose of harassing others, I just wanted to point out that there'es exactly 1,902 useless filler in the original post. |
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| 27 May 2012 08:42 AM |
| That's not even touché worthy, it's just common sense. |
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| 27 May 2012 08:43 AM |
(So I suppose you’re being sarcastic? There’s 1,488 words. Also, if you are to be critical of me, may I have a bit of advice? I don;t like criticism if you’re just going to insult me. :) ) |
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| 27 May 2012 08:44 AM |
| I wasn't talking about you, you're not important enough. |
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| 27 May 2012 08:46 AM |
| (Can we PLEASE get off the subject of how many words there are? She wroked hard on this and it took her three days to make.) |
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| 27 May 2012 08:47 AM |
(ah, alright. suppose being unknown has its golden moments then. anyway, i find it nice for the rp to indulge in it’s own story at times, to show how characters act and how they work. although you may be right, some of it could be cut out.) |
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| 27 May 2012 08:48 AM |
how did it take her three days to make this i could type that in an hour or two jesus |
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| 27 May 2012 08:51 AM |
| Some people aren't as 'privileged' as others, Meek. |
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| 27 May 2012 08:52 AM |
| (Flamers everywhere. How about you two just ignore this thread if you hate it so much? Or do you like being trolls?) |
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| 27 May 2012 08:53 AM |
| I'm trying to improve RP's quality, I'm not trolling. |
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| 27 May 2012 08:55 AM |
| (Then put out some constructive criticism, not just, 'OH YEH DIZ SUX.') |
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