League Of Sidekicks 2: ((Ending Soon/Closed))

[crewman_number_6]

So, I'm assuming Stanley knows of this? Amazingly no one so far would remember that Stanley is Dark Stanley

I don't know. I guess, maybe but i had sort of assumed part of Roxanne's new start was moving to a new dorm. If so and she only told her friends in that dorm then one of Roxanne's friends would have had to tell him which would mean they would remember which would mean they remembered.
Oh no!
So maybe Stanley does not know.
Your choice i guess.
The only reason Alicia (Fallen-Angel Risen-Demon's character) might know is because she is one of Roxanne's new friends.

He was playing Mutants and Masterminds in the basement at the time and never found out.

 

[crewman_number_6]

So, I'm assuming Stanley knows of this? Amazingly no one so far would remember that Stanley is Dark Stanley

I don't know. I guess, maybe but i had sort of assumed part of Roxanne's new start was moving to a new dorm. If so and she only told her friends in that dorm then one of Roxanne's friends would have had to tell him which would mean they would remember which would mean they remembered.
Oh no!
So maybe Stanley does not know.
Your choice i guess.
The only reason Alicia (Fallen-Angel Risen-Demon's character) might know is because she is one of Roxanne's new friends.

He was playing Mutants and Masterminds in the basement at the time and never found out.

And by the basement you mean the basement of a completely different building from the dorm Roxanne shares with her normal friends. She moved out of the original rooms she shared with Stanley has not seen him in years accept maybe passing him in a corridor maybe.
Normal friends FTW.

No, he was playing in the library basement as standard tradition. And I'll have a better team, with cool people, who do cool things. Or, I'll slowley become evil again and devolve into Sweeny Todd, or The Phantom of the Opera. Then it's knifey time

 

[senorcromas]

EDIT: Character decided, party started.
<spoiler=OH LOOK A CHARACTER>Name: Randall Post
Alias: Cirque
Age: 26
Appearance: A tall man, easily 6 foot. He has the body of an acrobat, due to years of training in the circus. He has Piercing dark blue eyes and medium length, straight black hair. When on "business", he wears a black shirt tucked into his black combat pants. He also wears a simple white mask, the only designs being a thin red mouth and a purple lightning bolt over its right eye socket. http://www.absoluteanime.com/darker_than_black/hei.jpg(minus the trenchcoat)

Personality: Randall, on the surface, appears to be an overly positive and happy soul. However, beneath that temperament lies a condescending, sadistic, heartless assasin, who'd kill his own best friend for the right price.

Powers: Randall's powers are to weaponise the subconscious, in a way. When face with a situation, three bubbles will pop up around him, each with just a single word written on them. These are all possible solutions his subconscious already thought of. Randall then picks one, and crushes the bubble, causing something to pop out, usually a weapon of some sort. Whatever he chooses stays out for exactly 25 minutes, then disappears. After this point, Randall must still wait 5 minutes before he can use the ability again. The effects of the tools are not always immediately obvious. For example, he could get a horn that shoots concussive blasts, or a circus ball that, when popped, blows the adversary away. All these are imagined by his subconsious, so usually the choices are all circus-themed. In addition to that, He has worked as a circus performer for years, and as such has amazing dexterity.

Bio: Randall was born to Scott and Mary Post, circus performers. As such he grew up moving around a lot. When he was old enough, he started to learn the tools of the trade. He was a natural. He favored juggling over everything, spending countless hours tossing his precious clubs up and sending them on their path. He eventually became a star, walking the tightrope and doing acrobatics. One day, however, everything changed.
He was walking the tightrope, same as usual, until a kid from the crowd somehow hit him with an ice cream cone. It was then that the "thought bubbles", as he would come to call them, appeared. Randall was flailing his arms rapidly, and accidentally smashed one labled "survive". from the bubble came a huge pole which Randall quickly grabbed and safely rode down on. The crowd, the performers, and Randall were all quite surprised. The circus owner, ever the opportunist, decided putting Randall in life threatening conditions on a near daily basis was now considered good business. Randall was 17. A year later, he mysteriously vanished from the circus.
Believe it or not, It is quite difficult to get a job when you have zero schooling whatsoever. He ended up on the streets, performing street shows with the skills he learned. This allowed him to eat, at least for a while. Before long, though, he was back with another circus. This circus owner was more harsh than the one he had grown up with, and Randall was rather moody, being made to work 70 hour weeks fighting lions and performing life threatening stunts. One night, after he was forced to brutally murder an elephant in front of thousands of onlookers, Randall snuck into the owners camper and stabbed his face off. Randall became the new leader, much to the relief of the other circus performers. On the side, he took assassination requests, deciding they were a good way to bring in money.

Other: Is quite the Mahjong fan.

Alignment: Chaotic neutral

Stance on the substance: Against.

 

[crewman_number_6]

Dah! I'm done trying to decide! Someone else can choose for me! sgfriosdugh!
Name: Randall Post
Alias: Cirque
Age: 26
Appearance: A tall man, easily 6 foot. He has the body of an acrobat, due to years of training in the circus. He has Piercing dark blue eyes and medium length, straight black hair. When on "business", he wears a black shirt tucked into his black combat pants. He also wears a simple white mask, the only designs being a thin red mouth and a purple lightning bolt over its right eye socket.
Personality: Randall, on the surface, appears to be an overly positive and happy soul. However, beneath that temperament lies a condescending, sadistic, heartless assasin, who'd kill his own best friend for the right price.
Powers: Randall's powers are to weaponise the subconscious, in a way. When face with a situation, three bubbles will pop up around him, each with just a single word written on them. These are all possible solutions his subconscious already thought of. Randall then picks one, and crushes the bubble, causing something to pop out, usually a weapon of some sort. Whatever he chooses stays out for exactly 25 minutes, then disappears. After this point, Randall must still wait 5 minutes before he can use the ability again. The effects of the tools are not always immediately obvious. For example, he could get a horn that shoots concussive blasts, or a circus ball that, when popped, blows the adversary away. All these are imagined by his subconsious, so usually the choices are all circus-themed. In addition to that, He has worked as a circus performer for years, and as such has amazing dexterity.
Bio: Randall was born to Scott and Mary Post, circus performers. As such he grew up moving around a lot. When he was old enough, he started to learn the tools of the trade. He was a natural. He favored juggling over everything, spending countless hours tossing his precious clubs up and sending them on their path. He eventually became a star, walking the tightrope and doing acrobatics. One day, however, everything changed.
He was walking the tightrope, same as usual, until a kid from the crowd somehow hit him with an ice cream cone. It was then that the "thought bubbles", as he would come to call them, appeared. Randall was flailing his arms rapidly, and accidentally smashed one labled "survive". from the bubble came a huge pole which Randall quickly grabbed and safely rode down on. The crowd, the performers, and Randall were all quite surprised. The circus owner, ever the opportunist, decided putting Randall in life threatening conditions on a near daily basis was now considered good business. Randall was 17. A year later, he mysteriously vanished from the circus.
Believe it or not, It is quite difficult to get a job when you have zero schooling whatsoever. He ended up on the streets, performing street shows with the skills he learned. This allowed him to eat, at least for a while. Before long, though, he was back with another circus. This circus owner was more harsh than the one he had grown up with, and Randall was rather moody, being made to work 70 hour weeks fighting lions and performing life threatening stunts. One night, after he was forced to brutally murder an elephant in front of thousands of onlookers, Randall snuck into the owners camper and stabbed his face off. Randall became the new leader, much to the relief of the other circus performers. On the side, he took assassination requests, deciding they were a good way to bring in money.
Other: Is quite the Mahjong fan.
Alignment: Chaotic neutral
Stance on the substance: Against.
Name: Garrett Marten
Alias: Vortex
Age: 21
Appearance: A very skinny and scrawny man, who nonetheless holds himself high. Green eyes, a crooked nose, and light brown hair. He wears a suit most of the time, but when he isn't on official business, his clothing of choice is khaki shorts and a tshirt. He exchanged his medical eyepatch for black thick rimmed glasses, and his back pack for a brown leather suitcase. He always has some sort of hat on when not at work, typically a dark brown marine cap.
Personality: Since splitting with Paragon N' Pals, Garrett has become rather two faced. To the outside world, he is kind, caring, and optimistic almost to a fault. However, when tested, Garrett can and will turn into heartless sadistic monster, sacrificing whatever is necessary in the name of his beliefs. He is very meticulous and neat, making sure everything in his
Powers: Garrett has the ability to store anything in any holding device, no matter how large. Larger containers use more energy than smaller ones. He prefers to use this power on his briefcase, though he also uses his left pants pocket to exclusively hold his knife collection, and his other pockets hold various trifles, as well. He also has mild control over bio-electricity. He uses this mainly to power his various electronics, but, during his time in Paragon N' Pals, he learned to augment his own body with the electricity, greatly increasing his reaction time and reflexes. However, this acts as a major stimulant, and if Garrett uses too much, he will overdose on it. In addition to his powers, Garrett has an amazing intellect, able to come up with complex plans, even in the heat of battle. ((Most likely to change. Just what powers you have, and weapons. Strength and abilities fit into here too.))
Bio:
Pre Arc: Garrett was born into an upper class suburban family, where he enjoyed a comfortable life. He had friends, his parents loved him, life was good. That is, until he (and most of the town) found out about his powers.
At the age of 12, Garrett discovered his infinite pockets when a classmate, trying to get his lunch money, quickly fell into the depths of his jean pockets. He was never found again.
Garrett was quickly classified as a monster. He tried not to let this get him down. It was around this time Garrett found his two hobbies; chess and making robots. Being alone, he often played chess with his father. Garrett proved to be quite the prodigy, and, after only 3 games, was able to soundly defeat Poppop, as he called him. To get a greater challenge, he scoured the internet, and found the blueprints to what would eventually be his first robot, a chessbot he dubbed Sam.
Garrett was overjoyed that he could just make friends and, like a mice to small insects, he was hooked. He made dozens of robots, all spectacularly different formulated to be intensely loyal to him and only him. They helped him hone his chess abilities, and just a year later, Garrett was the national champion. Wanting to further his interest in robotics and engineering, Garrett had his parents sign him up for an advanced school, where he would stay for 4 years, practicing basic heroism, before he got the call to Paragon N' Pals.

The Pals Arc: Garrett was called by Paragon to help stop a minor theif who had gotten hold of a dangerous. Garrett played a role in formulating the plan against Rapids, and kept a sample of the poisonous water that Rapids made in his backpack, in case he ever needed it. Afterwards he went through the Gauntlet, and was the member least effected by the results. During the battle in the warehouse, Garrett was forced into retreat. As the hunt for Avian ensued he was assigned to guarding Dark Stanley, along with Max. After Stanley escaped he and Max, who was later replaced with Dragon after he was wounded, had a fight with the cannibal, during which Garrett landed a seemingly fatal blow. Afterwards, Garrett was blindsided and nearly overdosed by Avian's birds. He was in the hospital while the meetings with the notorious Mr. Gray and Gabriel, and as a result was not sided with either. Instead, Garrett opted for more of a background role, building robots and robotic suits for many of the Paragon N' Pals, as well as maintaining the castle. Not much changed after the timeshift, but Garrett was the one who defeated the Bladed Man outside the castle, before Kor stole him away. He continued with his duties, though he grew more distant from the rest of the team. Eventually, during the final fight with Gray, Garrett managed to take control of a run down motel his friend could no longer afford.

Post Arc: After the Gray kerfuffle, Garrett left Paragon N' Pals to pursue his college degree. He went abroad, because he had a scholarship. He eventually got his degree in Robotics And Engineering, and he minored in History (Particularly Religion). After College, Garrett decided to open his own motel, inspired by his friend's old one. G Power Motel was a huge success, and Garrett quickly opened up branches around the country. At the time he got the call from Paragon, he happened to be opening up a motel in that very town. Garrett decided to at least visit his old friend, if only for a while.
Other: Has developed a taste for curry and cantaloupe. They are unrelated.
Stance on the Drug: For it, as long as it's used correctly.
Alignment: Neutral good/chaotic good when pushed.

There's... there's too much stuff... I can't put everything down...

Cirque sounds much better to me

 

[senorcromas]

Dah! I'm done trying to decide! Someone else can choose for me! sgfriosdugh!
Name: Randall Post
Alias: Cirque
Age: 26
Appearance: A tall man, easily 6 foot. He has the body of an acrobat, due to years of training in the circus. He has Piercing dark blue eyes and medium length, straight black hair. When on "business", he wears a black shirt tucked into his black combat pants. He also wears a simple white mask, the only designs being a thin red mouth and a purple lightning bolt over its right eye socket.
Personality: Randall, on the surface, appears to be an overly positive and happy soul. However, beneath that temperament lies a condescending, sadistic, heartless assasin, who'd kill his own best friend for the right price.
Powers: Randall's powers are to weaponise the subconscious, in a way. When face with a situation, three bubbles will pop up around him, each with just a single word written on them. These are all possible solutions his subconscious already thought of. Randall then picks one, and crushes the bubble, causing something to pop out, usually a weapon of some sort. Whatever he chooses stays out for exactly 25 minutes, then disappears. After this point, Randall must still wait 5 minutes before he can use the ability again. The effects of the tools are not always immediately obvious. For example, he could get a horn that shoots concussive blasts, or a circus ball that, when popped, blows the adversary away. All these are imagined by his subconsious, so usually the choices are all circus-themed. In addition to that, He has worked as a circus performer for years, and as such has amazing dexterity.
Bio: Randall was born to Scott and Mary Post, circus performers. As such he grew up moving around a lot. When he was old enough, he started to learn the tools of the trade. He was a natural. He favored juggling over everything, spending countless hours tossing his precious clubs up and sending them on their path. He eventually became a star, walking the tightrope and doing acrobatics. One day, however, everything changed.
He was walking the tightrope, same as usual, until a kid from the crowd somehow hit him with an ice cream cone. It was then that the "thought bubbles", as he would come to call them, appeared. Randall was flailing his arms rapidly, and accidentally smashed one labled "survive". from the bubble came a huge pole which Randall quickly grabbed and safely rode down on. The crowd, the performers, and Randall were all quite surprised. The circus owner, ever the opportunist, decided putting Randall in life threatening conditions on a near daily basis was now considered good business. Randall was 17. A year later, he mysteriously vanished from the circus.
Believe it or not, It is quite difficult to get a job when you have zero schooling whatsoever. He ended up on the streets, performing street shows with the skills he learned. This allowed him to eat, at least for a while. Before long, though, he was back with another circus. This circus owner was more harsh than the one he had grown up with, and Randall was rather moody, being made to work 70 hour weeks fighting lions and performing life threatening stunts. One night, after he was forced to brutally murder an elephant in front of thousands of onlookers, Randall snuck into the owners camper and stabbed his face off. Randall became the new leader, much to the relief of the other circus performers. On the side, he took assassination requests, deciding they were a good way to bring in money.
Other: Is quite the Mahjong fan.
Alignment: Chaotic neutral
Stance on the substance: Against.
Name: Garrett Marten
Alias: Vortex
Age: 21
Appearance: A very skinny and scrawny man, who nonetheless holds himself high. Green eyes, a crooked nose, and light brown hair. He wears a suit most of the time, but when he isn't on official business, his clothing of choice is khaki shorts and a tshirt. He exchanged his medical eyepatch for black thick rimmed glasses, and his back pack for a brown leather suitcase. He always has some sort of hat on when not at work, typically a dark brown marine cap.
Personality: Since splitting with Paragon N' Pals, Garrett has become rather two faced. To the outside world, he is kind, caring, and optimistic almost to a fault. However, when tested, Garrett can and will turn into heartless sadistic monster, sacrificing whatever is necessary in the name of his beliefs. He is very meticulous and neat, making sure everything in his
Powers: Garrett has the ability to store anything in any holding device, no matter how large. Larger containers use more energy than smaller ones. He prefers to use this power on his briefcase, though he also uses his left pants pocket to exclusively hold his knife collection, and his other pockets hold various trifles, as well. He also has mild control over bio-electricity. He uses this mainly to power his various electronics, but, during his time in Paragon N' Pals, he learned to augment his own body with the electricity, greatly increasing his reaction time and reflexes. However, this acts as a major stimulant, and if Garrett uses too much, he will overdose on it. In addition to his powers, Garrett has an amazing intellect, able to come up with complex plans, even in the heat of battle. ((Most likely to change. Just what powers you have, and weapons. Strength and abilities fit into here too.))
Bio:
Pre Arc: Garrett was born into an upper class suburban family, where he enjoyed a comfortable life. He had friends, his parents loved him, life was good. That is, until he (and most of the town) found out about his powers.
At the age of 12, Garrett discovered his infinite pockets when a classmate, trying to get his lunch money, quickly fell into the depths of his jean pockets. He was never found again.
Garrett was quickly classified as a monster. He tried not to let this get him down. It was around this time Garrett found his two hobbies; chess and making robots. Being alone, he often played chess with his father. Garrett proved to be quite the prodigy, and, after only 3 games, was able to soundly defeat Poppop, as he called him. To get a greater challenge, he scoured the internet, and found the blueprints to what would eventually be his first robot, a chessbot he dubbed Sam.
Garrett was overjoyed that he could just make friends and, like a mice to small insects, he was hooked. He made dozens of robots, all spectacularly different formulated to be intensely loyal to him and only him. They helped him hone his chess abilities, and just a year later, Garrett was the national champion. Wanting to further his interest in robotics and engineering, Garrett had his parents sign him up for an advanced school, where he would stay for 4 years, practicing basic heroism, before he got the call to Paragon N' Pals.

The Pals Arc: Garrett was called by Paragon to help stop a minor theif who had gotten hold of a dangerous. Garrett played a role in formulating the plan against Rapids, and kept a sample of the poisonous water that Rapids made in his backpack, in case he ever needed it. Afterwards he went through the Gauntlet, and was the member least effected by the results. During the battle in the warehouse, Garrett was forced into retreat. As the hunt for Avian ensued he was assigned to guarding Dark Stanley, along with Max. After Stanley escaped he and Max, who was later replaced with Dragon after he was wounded, had a fight with the cannibal, during which Garrett landed a seemingly fatal blow. Afterwards, Garrett was blindsided and nearly overdosed by Avian's birds. He was in the hospital while the meetings with the notorious Mr. Gray and Gabriel, and as a result was not sided with either. Instead, Garrett opted for more of a background role, building robots and robotic suits for many of the Paragon N' Pals, as well as maintaining the castle. Not much changed after the timeshift, but Garrett was the one who defeated the Bladed Man outside the castle, before Kor stole him away. He continued with his duties, though he grew more distant from the rest of the team. Eventually, during the final fight with Gray, Garrett managed to take control of a run down motel his friend could no longer afford.

Post Arc: After the Gray kerfuffle, Garrett left Paragon N' Pals to pursue his college degree. He went abroad, because he had a scholarship. He eventually got his degree in Robotics And Engineering, and he minored in History (Particularly Religion). After College, Garrett decided to open his own motel, inspired by his friend's old one. G Power Motel was a huge success, and Garrett quickly opened up branches around the country. At the time he got the call from Paragon, he happened to be opening up a motel in that very town. Garrett decided to at least visit his old friend, if only for a while.
Other: Has developed a taste for curry and cantaloupe. They are unrelated.
Stance on the Drug: For it, as long as it's used correctly.
Alignment: Neutral good/chaotic good when pushed.

There's... there's too much stuff... I can't put everything down...

Cirque sounds much better to me

It seems like we do need more people to be against the serum....

Okay! Cirque it is!

hopefully.

 

[Moderationintime]

That character hauntingly reminds me of mine for some reason Mr. Dr. evil

Spoiler: Tef

Name: Tef Tenton
Alias: Leaf
Age: 25
Appearance: A lightly tanned face complimented by dark green eyes that are filled with energy. His black hair is unruly and appears to have been cut roughly. It is in even in the front with some neglected strands falling to his eyes. Wears a loose Forest green button up shirt with streaks of brown in it that he made. He wears dark brown cargo pants and moccasins on his feet. He wears a single brown glove on his left hand with a leaf sewn into it. His body is quite skinny but covered in lean mussel.
Personality: Leaf is very happy and energetic about everything he does he is a very sociable person and is very playful. He tends to dart around in battle and is very reasonable. He is kind to all he meets but sometimes despises humans for what they have done to nature. He usually shrugs it off and goes into a non populated area to think. The animals around him sometime react to what he is feeling.
Powers:The power to control Dirt,rocks,plants,sand,wood,clay,
Can not control, Cement,asphault,brick,metal and processed things of that type.
Animals are attracted to this character but will not fight for him.
Weapons: Has a fancy dagger with A green handle on brown wood. The blade is inscribed with the symbol of a leaf. Will also rip stone weapons out of the ground.
Armor: None
Other: Years of living in the forest and being a hunter have made Leaf very agile and fast.
Bio: Tef was born into a happy family living isolated in the mountain. They did not rely on society to supply their food or resources, but sent tef to school. Tef went to school and hunted for his family. His parents were proud of their son and also of the ability he inherited from them. Tef was taught how to control this ability well. One night at dinner lit by candles his parents explained that times are changing and that there ignorance has no place in this society. After some long goodbyes and slight packing. They sent tef out with some money and a picture of them to the real world. He never fit in. His office jobs got boring and he felt suffocated. He kept them but routinely went out into the wilderness to reflect,think and escape on his lunch break. Tef quit his job one year in and chose to live secluded away from society, occasionally preying on some poachers or those wishing to cut down his tree's for money. He made home in the forest with the animals and learned,like his parents, To live off the land. He lives in a cottage constructed by him. It is filled with books he has bought and some modern pots and pans. He studies in it and lives there. His bed is constructed of leaves and he finds it quite soft. He tends to go out onto the streets of the city and poke around places he is very curious of things. While tef sits near his warm fire and thinks he looks back on the mistakes of the past and tries to guess what the future holds. One day while he was in the forest he heard the yelp of pain. He rushed towards a nearby stream to see a Wolf caught in a trap set by hunters. He tried to free it constantly but the wold only growled at him. He finally got it out after hours of coaxing it and feeding it deer meat. He has the wolf hound still and it lives in his cottage. Its name is Shrew because of the tan streaks of hair on its body.
Other: Forest green is the new black!
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral. Not for the serum.

Kicking at your sides was the best name ever.

 

[crewman_number_6]

That character hauntingly reminds me of mine for some reason Mr. Dr. evil

Spoiler: Tef

Name: Tef Tenton
Alias: Leaf
Age: 25
Appearance: A lightly tanned face complimented by dark green eyes that are filled with energy. His black hair is unruly and appears to have been cut roughly. It is in even in the front with some neglected strands falling to his eyes. Wears a loose Forest green button up shirt with streaks of brown in it that he made. He wears dark brown cargo pants and moccasins on his feet. He wears a single brown glove on his left hand with a leaf sewn into it. His body is quite skinny but covered in lean mussel.
Personality: Leaf is very happy and energetic about everything he does he is a very sociable person and is very playful. He tends to dart around in battle and is very reasonable. He is kind to all he meets but sometimes despises humans for what they have done to nature. He usually shrugs it off and goes into a non populated area to think. The animals around him sometime react to what he is feeling.
Powers:The power to control Dirt,rocks,plants,sand,wood,clay,
Can not control, Cement,asphault,brick,metal and processed things of that type.
Animals are attracted to this character but will not fight for him.
Weapons: Has a fancy dagger with A green handle on brown wood. The blade is inscribed with the symbol of a leaf. Will also rip stone weapons out of the ground.
Armor: None
Other: Years of living in the forest and being a hunter have made Leaf very agile and fast.
Bio: Tef was born into a happy family living isolated in the mountain. They did not rely on society to supply their food or resources, but sent tef to school. Tef went to school and hunted for his family. His parents were proud of their son and also of the ability he inherited from them. Tef was taught how to control this ability well. One night at dinner lit by candles his parents explained that times are changing and that there ignorance has no place in this society. After some long goodbyes and slight packing. They sent tef out with some money and a picture of them to the real world. He never fit in. His office jobs got boring and he felt suffocated. He kept them but routinely went out into the wilderness to reflect,think and escape on his lunch break. Tef quit his job one year in and chose to live secluded away from society, occasionally preying on some poachers or those wishing to cut down his tree's for money. He made home in the forest with the animals and learned,like his parents, To live off the land. He lives in a cottage constructed by him. It is filled with books he has bought and some modern pots and pans. He studies in it and lives there. His bed is constructed of leaves and he finds it quite soft. He tends to go out onto the streets of the city and poke around places he is very curious of things. While tef sits near his warm fire and thinks he looks back on the mistakes of the past and tries to guess what the future holds. One day while he was in the forest he heard the yelp of pain. He rushed towards a nearby stream to see a Wolf caught in a trap set by hunters. He tried to free it constantly but the wold only growled at him. He finally got it out after hours of coaxing it and feeding it deer meat. He has the wolf hound still and it lives in his cottage. Its name is Shrew because of the tan streaks of hair on its body.
Other: Forest green is the new black!
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral. Not for the serum.

Kicking at your sides was the best name ever.

hooray!! one more person against the serum

 

[Moderationintime]

I am supposed to be the only nature freak! Dawllll

Oh well.

 

[SteakHeart]

I feel you, Fjeld. I wanted to be the music-based super, but along comes FARD. That isn't to say I'm angry, though; Heavy metal (Dexter) + amplifiying powers (Alicia)= One hell of a combo.

 

[Sneaky Paladin]

Spoiler: Back in...Darkred apparently.

Name: Marcus Freeman

Alias: Flying Fist

Age: 21

Appearance: Marcus is an extremely tall and has a fairly large frame, yet not that much muscle on him, most of it is tone. His body is slightly tanned, the tan is a fairly light brown colour, one that resembles a man who goes outside fairly frequently. His hair is slightly spiked, but not extremely clumped together or spiky, and dark brown in colour. He has striking blue eyes, that are present even more through his slightly brown face, which is covered in a small amount of facial hair, resembling 5 o'clock shadow.

His clothes are not what you would expect from a man with super powers, or an expert martial artist. He wears a simple leather jacket, with a white shirt underneath it, and a pair of baggy jeans.


Powers/abilities/weaponry/armor: Extremely good martial arts skills and very strong but human strength. He has sword skills with a katana and carries a Magical unbreakable Katana around. His only real power is he can fly really fast but only for 5 minutes at a time. and only once each hour but the martial arts and katana make up for that.

bio: He was raised in Canada with his Mom and Dad and 2 older brothers and went to a martial arts school. When he learned all he could there he started to use a sword and was incredibly good at these two skills. His parents were proud.He usually sparred with his brothers.He didn't get truly good until he got tired of being beaten and finally beat them both one on one accidentally breaking one of their arms. He didn't feel any regret about it and his brother didn't mind after he got better. He did bug him about it for years though He grew up in a nice city but one day while walking home from school He got mugged in an ally way by a group of gang members. Marcus was good but he couldn't beat being ganged up on so he ran away. They chased after him in their car and soon after getting tired of running Marcus realized he had started floating. He made it away safely and over the years until he turned 17 and moved to the states mastered his flying skills. He soon realized the only way HE could survive in this city was to like the other villains turn to evil. He soon learned to like the evil side of life and decided to try his hand at the big time when he turned 21 which happens to be this year. His parents are currently living their last few years happily with their retirement fund.

Personality: Happy jokey guy. Not very investigative. Will even tease around with his enemies if he is certain he will win. Usually won't get mad even during failure. Will usually devise plans for his crimes if straight up combat isn't the way to go.

Other:

 

[SteakHeart]

*Defibrilates thread* I know, I know, it's not dying, I'm just impatient.

 

[Zirat]

Patience now Steak, we (hopefully) can get into super powered hijinx soon enough DoR isnt coming back until late tonight (or early morning depending on your views)

 

[SteakHeart]

Patience? I have no patience. Watch.

*Walks into a Starbucks*

Yes, I would like a hot chocolate.

"That will be-"

NOW DAMMIT!

 

[Zirat]

We dont talk about Starbuck's, especially since i've seen two across from eachother and you want to know something?

Stand between those two Starbucks and look at your watch. Time Stands Still, I swear those thing's will be behind the apocalypse

 

[SteakHeart]

If they are, at least we know it will be quick.

 

[CloggedDonkey]

Alright, looking forward to smiting some goons with my new character. Hope you like it.

Spoiler: sheet

Name: Alfred Black

Alias: Galaxy

Age: 52

Appearance: Dark black hair with strands of gray mixed in here and there. Has a thin beard, rather muscular for his old age, blue brown eyes, roughly six feet tall and has a small metallic pack on him at all times that unfolds into his armor.

Spoiler: armor

Personality: Is normally rather happy, and talks to people as though they where brothers, but can get very defensive, or even violent, if they bring up his wife or daughter in conversation. He dislikes killing evildoers, but will do it, but will not take the risk to kill a civilian. They have done nothing wrong, why should they be killed? Stands by his morals, no matter what, and is willing to die for them, if need be.

Powers: Extreme agility (can move extremely fast, and uses his power to help him in fights), but it tires him out much faster than if he just fought or ran at normal speed. Has a suit that is mainly for hiding his bow-staffs (main weapon), but gives minimal protection from gunfire, as well.

Bio: Lived for many years under the name "Galaxy", fighting for truth, justice, the American way, and all that nonsense. He was renown as one of the greatest heroes of the Cold-War, even fighting off the Communist invasion of Alaska with his team, known as "The Protectors of Earth" (comic ran from 1972 to 2003, where it was canceled to do falling sales, the last issue being printed in commemoration of all the fallen members of the group).

Soon, however, he fell for a none-powered woman, May Eastren, and faked his own death to be with her. They lived happily for many years, and eventually having a child, Rachel Black, who appeared to be normal, until she showed signs of telekinesis. May was crossed with herself. She hated "superheroes", as they seemed to destroy cities more than defend them, and she hated villain even more, as they where actively trying to make life worse for people.

Eventually, Rachel left, and Galaxy hated himself for letting this happen. Eventually this passed, along with his but he still wishes he could make amend with his daughter, as she would be the only family he would have left after the death of his wife (died in a car crash, which Alfred only survived do to being conditioned for fighting). He eventually moved from his home and moved to a smaller city, in attempt to make a clean break, but there he only found more crime, and he decided it was time for that old suit of armor to come out of the closet for the first time sense the late eighties.

Alignment: Lawful good, and supports the serum.

Other: Is the father of Rachel Black (a character from the last thread), and hid is powers from loved ones for many years after his "death".

 

[CJ1145]

Well, here's my sheet for convenience.

Spoiler: Paragon

Name: Oliver Langley

Alias: Paragon

Age: 22

Appearance: Above average height, about 6'3". Weighs 200 pounds. A stern, almost gaunt face with bright green eyes, a sharp nose and an elongated chin, sporting a goatee. Has medium-length brown hair split down the middle. His body is athletically built, with the muscle only barely defined.

His costume is a gold and white armor, built to be reminiscent of the classic spandex uniforms of old.

Alignment: Neutral Good. He tries to do what's best for people as a whole; he slips on occasion, but he tries his hardest not to.

Personality: Oliver has become less confrontational to people as of late. After the battle with Mr. Gray he returned to a kinder, more laid-back mentality. He recognizes that he had spent his time too focused on his goals to help everyone, and has recently been focusing harder on stopping whatever crime he can, while juggling his new life and family.

Powers: Wields what can only be described as a weaponized form of light; capable of spontaneously generating spears, swords, and other weapons made of a solidified golden energy. He is also capable of levitation through the use of this power as a sort of "shell" that carries him. He has learned to use his power as a field to negate teleportation abilities, and can now fire the energy as a pure bolt instead of converting it into a weapon.

He has worked harder on increasing his physical capability, and with the assistance of May has significantly increased his unarmed combat skills.

Bio: Pre-Arc- At the age of 12 Oliver learned he could harness a golden energy into a wield-able weapon. With this in mind, he managed to stop several petty crimes around his city. This caught the attention of Dan Rook, or Renegade as most know him. Oliver's parents were well aware of his abilities, and feared him losing control of them. When approached with an offer to help the boy learn how to control his powers and fight corruption within the city, Mr. and Mrs. Langley were happy to oblige. He lived at home, slipping away when needed to solve whatever problem faced the city that day.

This went on for 5 years; during this time Renegade trained Oliver to harness his powers in their most powerful forms. They frequently fought small-time villains, and occasionally crossed paths with a gang called the Rat Pack, lead by a girl about Oliver's age named May. Though they fought more than once the Rat Pack proved cooperative, and provided vital information the pair wouldn't have received otherwise.

On an otherwise routine patrol, Renegade and Paragon were ambushed by a strange man in a blue cloak that could shape-shift his arms into various weapons. They fought him off, but during the battle Renegade was grievously injured, losing an arm. As Paragon was nearly killed Renegade threw himself at the man with an army of demons at his back. By the time the smoke cleared the mysterious man was gone, and Renegade's spine had been broken. Permanently paralyzed, Renegade encouraged Oliver to pursue a career as a hero, and suggested he build a team to help him along the way.

With this in mind, Oliver set out to create a team of former sidekicks, like him; boys and girls both young enough to see the good in the world, and strong enough to fight the evil in it.

Arc 1- Oliver first created the league to fight a small-time villain that had acquired dangerous technology. The team worked well, saving a bank-full of people that would have died otherwise. Oliver and Renegade took the team in at Castle Manor, a strangely-named mansion the size of a small city that Dan used as both his home and HQ. There the team made themselves at home, where Oliver subjected them to the Gauntlet, a simulation that forced them to live their worst fears. He has since identified this as his greatest failure, as it indirectly influenced members to make decisions leading to much of the major conflict.

Shortly afterword, the team arrived piecemeal to fight Dragon's team of villains. When Oliver arrived on the scene, he fought off a group of birds only to find Renegade apparently dead. He instantly identified Dragon as the leader of the villains and fought him head-on, outclassed at first. He used dirty tactics to even the odds, and all the while fought on a philosophical level as well as physical, debating Dragon as they fought.

Not long after that fight, Oliver began to track Dr. Avian, who had wreaked havoc across the city. To do this, he would need help. He went to May and the Rat Pack and secured their assistance in return for a favor that would be decided later. With this backup he led the League to distract Avian and rescue the mayor, while Dark Stanley was taken to a place to be held safely. This was a double failure, as the mayor was killed in the fighting while Stanley escaped from Curtis' team. Oliver intended to clone the mayor to make up for his failure, but at this time Gray and Gabriel, a demon and angel, arrived and influenced Jason to force Oliver to call off the plan. At this time, May revealed that the favor Oliver owed her was a date. Dumbfounded, Oliver reacted violently, but resigned to agree to the terms as he promised. While on the date, the two were assaulted by assassins, who were promptly disposed of. However, Oliver first learned of Mr. Gray here, and Jason's involvement. From here on, he was determined to bring a stop to Mr. Gray.

While Jason was in the Rat Pack's clinic, they were attacked by a pair of superhumans with the power to negate powers. Oliver and May were beaten, and a message delivered to Jason. With his second in command beginning to change sides, Oliver focused harder than ever to defeat Gray and end the conflict.

Three months later, beyond a relationship with May he had made little progress of any sort. They managed to recover a human that was using Curtis' formula, and the two of them plus May made plans to find a solvent to it. However, Renegade had recently returned from Japan fully combat-capable and with a few ideas. Oliver convinced Renegade that it was time to use up the favor he was owed by Anovas, an extra-dimensional entity that had been forced into giving Renegade power over his demons. The two began to work as a team again, and contacted the Rat Pack to assist them. With their allies in tow Renegade and Paragon invaded Gray's realm, where alongside Rachel, Tom, and a reformed Jason they fought against Gray and a contract-binded Max, while Renegade took on The Devil himself, with assistance from Anovas. Oliver bested Max fairly easily, knocking him out with a golf club. The battle with Gray was more difficult, and quickly sapped Oliver of his remaining energy. He spent what was left of his strength protecting Jason from multiple killing blows; this ended up not being enough, as he was mortally wounded in the process of killing Gray. At this time, Renegade returned after killing the Devil and wiping out his entire demonic realm, and took the others through the door to receive medical attention. Oliver was taken back to Roxanne and Kor's apartment, where an extremely drunken May found him. The two left together, leaving Rox, Kor, and a reformed Stanley to ponder what to do next.

Post-Arc 1- Shortly afterward, Renegade had returned to full hero duties, keeping the city safe well enough on his own. Around that time Oliver heard of another city on the other side of the state, where crime had begun to run rampant. He left for there almost immediately; May came along with the rest of the Rat Pack to set up a new base of operations.

Oliver and May have married during the time skip, and have a young son named Noah. Oliver has sent out a message to the remainder of the League, that if they wish they are welcome to join him at the new city, at their new HQ on a small island on the lake.

Other: Occasionally attends large-scale LARPing events, with a slightly re-purposed Rat Pack dealing with much of the city's crime.

Serum Stance: His feelings are mixed. Oliver keeps a syringe of the serum in case of emergency. However, he has seen the horrible things that can be done with both of the treatments. He believes that it could be used for good, but the risk far outweighs the benefits and spends excessive amounts of time arguing with the government officials over whether it should be used.

Changed my stance on the serum.