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

[Crayzor]

"Yeah, I'm against it. I guess I got the right place then."

Sam didn't want to ask any questions, not yet. He'd rather wait and simply see what kind of group this was. Then he'd decide whether it was really something he wanted to be involved with. He made his way over to a nearby chair and sat down in it, slouching as was his habit. He'd barely sat down when the door slammed open and a man with white hair entered.

 

[SteakHeart]

"I'm Dexter," he said to Roxanne. "I go by Amplifier as my super-name. My guitar is my power, kinda." He took it out and showed it to her. "I set the volume to 11, and depending on how I strum it, different things happen."

 

[SteakHeart]

"Fire, Ice, Electricity, Rockslides and shields."

 

[KronosTalon]

Max walked in to the room, late as usual. He seemed to be late to everything nowadays, so he walked in witha big smile. He looked around and saw some familiar faces, but most were unfamiliar. "Hey I'm Max" he said as he looked around and took a seat.

Spoiler: ooc

short sweet and to the point, i have school right now too :/

 

[senorcromas]

<color=darkred> Randall was skipping down the sidewalk, while humming a cheery tune. Onlookers stared in confusion as the 20 something year old man acted like a prepubescent schoolgirl. Randall didn't mind. He liked to give a show; it was in his blood. As he walked, he spotted a few posters. the one in dark red caught his eye.

<color=darkred>"Hmm..." Said Randall, pensively. "I do like my super powers, and I believe I do have half a brain..." He pulled out his phone and quickly dialed the number to his circus. "hello, Marcus? yeah, it's me. I have some business to attend to. No, I'm not sure. Just lock up for me if I'm not back in time, Mmk? Byeee~!" He purposely filled his last few words with enough sweetness to give a diabetic at least three heart attacks. Marcus knew what it meant;Randall was quite... dedicated to his job. He didn't like to make his clients wait. Resuming his whistling, Randell headed toward the location of the rally. It was very close to where he was, so it only took around ten minutes.

He wasted no time, and burst through the door. "Helloo~ M'dears!" without actually seeing what was inside.

 

[DragonofDecay86]

"It seems more people have shown up than I had originally thought... What is your name?" Curtis asked as the man stepped through the door.

 

[senorcromas]

<color=darkred>"You can call me Randall! Others call me cirque, but that's a bit strange, no?" Said Randall, cordially. He laughed, then reached out his hand toward the white haired man.

 

[DragonofDecay86]

"It is strange... my name is Curtis." He said, holding out his hand and shaking Randall's, "What brings you to this place?" Curtis asked, leaning back against a wall and looking at a few others who were in the room.

 

[senorcromas]

<color=darkred>"There was I sign, I was free, The substance is a joke, You know." said Randall.

Huh, wonder where everyone else is, he thought as he looked around the room. Doesn't make much sense to have a five person rally...

 

[DragonofDecay86]

"Of course... I believe we are all that are going to show up here." Curtis said, watching Randall look around the room.

"Well while we are all here, why doesn't everyone introduce themselves, and give us a show of their powers?" Curtis said, stepping away from the wall and looking at the others in the room.

 

[senorcromas]

<color=darkred>"Sounds fun~~!" Said Randall, the enthusiasm oozing out through his pores. He imagined a hypothetical situation, and almost immediately, 3 bubbles, labeled "Distract", "Destroy", and "Disseminate". He looked over his options, and decided "distract" seemed least likely to kill everybody in the room. Without hesitation, he crushed the "distract" bubble, making a very audible popping sound, the other bubbles disappeared without a trace. When he opened his hand, he found that inside was a small balloon.

Still in his palm, the balloon quickly began to expand. It went from the size of an orange, to a bowling ball, to a tire, and still grew. Realizing it probably wasn't going to stop, Randall made for a window, tossing out the mass of helium and latex. He turned to the others, shrugged, and said simply, "Tada...?" His inner ringmaster then kicked in, and he added, "I assure you, the "distract" option does not usually suffocate those involved."

 

[Venom 3135]

Spoiler: my sheet

Name: Dan Freeman

Alias: glaciouse

Age: 28

Appearance: a roundish head. Dan has black eyes, dark brown, scruffy hair. He wears a pair of beige pants and a black shirt. He has freckles on his cheeks. He has an average sized nose.

Personality: Dan is charismatic and kind. He helps people as much as he can and tries to reframe from killing people. He does like to have time to himself, however. He likes helping people. He dislikes evil people.

Powers: He has the power to control gravity. He also has a small pet bat that he can give orders to and control. His weapon is a long chain with two hooks attached to the end. He is a strong melée fighter.

Bio: Dan grew up, poor. His parent were criminals when he was a kid. His father, was a drunk and his mother was addicted to coke. His father tripped, while chasing dan and died, landing on a glass bottle that he was holding. He told his mother and she went mad, so Dan ran away from home and never heard from his mother again.

A year later, after living on the streets, Dan taught himself to free run. Later on, he discovered his hidden power of gravity. He could lower his own gravity, to make free running easier, along with other things.

Dan, one day, stumbled across a cave. He went inside and found a single bat. The bat flew onto his shoulder and linked itself with Dan. Dan discovered that he can control the bat.

Dan lived the rest of his life, fighting crime.

Alignment: Lawful good. Agrees with the serum

Other: an extremely skilled free runner. He doesn't like to discuss his family, but has a recurring dream about his childhood.

Spoiler: OOC

I really hope I can join this...it looks AWSOMNE! Yet another epic idea by D_O_R!

 

[DragonofDecay86]

"An interesting power... are their always three bubbles?" Curtis asked, thinking how the object just kept expanding. "I will now demonstrate my power, although I doubt the owner of this building will appreciate this..."

Curtis stood up, taking off his cloak and leaving only a tight black shirt on. He sighed, tossing his great-sword off to the side too, the sword smashing into three chairs and breaking them. He concentrated, his arms beginning to harden and spikes growing from his shoulders. Wings burst from his back, and a tail lashed out from his waistline. The tail lashed about, spikes smashing into the walls and causing large gauges in the wall.

He lashed outwards with his claws, smashing through the wall and the rest of the wall crumbling down after it. He lashed out with his tail, grabbing a chair and crushing it until it snapped into pieces.

Once he was done destroying the part of the room, he changed back, his arms and the rest of his body returning to normal. He donned his cloak again, and strapped his sword back onto his back, looking at the others for them to show their powers.

 

[CJ1145]

Earlier that day...

"Yes, Mr. Mayor. I understand."

Oliver paced back and forth across the room, his hands behind is back until he found a better use for them. The room was of impressive size, filled to the brim with computers of various make, all working hard at their given tasks. The room was dim, only a few lights dotted the ceiling and gave the room a slight blue tint. The room was built at a slant, with a trio of levels filled with computers and terminals, all coming down to a flat area built like an amphitheater. In front of a large terminal stood Oliver; May sat in the corner with a small child in her arms. On the terminal was the face of an aging old man, stress marks framing his portly demeanor.

"I'm not sure you do." Replied the old man, speaking in a sort of blubbering voice. "This serum is what the people need. With our police forces capable of ridding the powers of super-criminals, experts estimate a 40% decrease in overall crime levels in the next two years."

"Do they?" Oliver asked, a bit doubtful. "Even if they do sir, you know as well as I do the ways that serum can and will be abused in the future."

"Look, I'm not arguing this with you any further Paragon." the Mayor said, shaking his hands in front of his face. "If you feel so strongly about this, there's a rally being held in favor of the serum being held later today. Most of the serum's supporters are going to be there, it will give you a chance to meet them and see what the supporters are really like, instead of going by your usual assumed stereotypes."

"All right, fine." Oliver said. He pressed a button at the bottom of the terminal. The image of the mayor dissipated into a dark black screen.

Oliver turned to leave the room when May stopped him.

"Before you go," she said. "there's a group of Yakuza trying to rob the Natural History Museum over on the east side."

"You and the Rat Pack can handle them." He assured her. "Usual sitter." He added, glancing at the boy in her arms.

"Really?" May asked, a bit puzzled. "After the cougar thing?"

"Well, Buck killed the cougar too, so I forgive him." Oliver replied, grinning a bit to himself. He kissed May on the cheek before leaning down to look at his son. Noah looked up at him with bright green eyes... a little too bright. He would have thought to get that checked another day, but for now he was too caught up in political movements, and left after saying goodbye.

In the present...

Oliver looked around at the people gathered curiously. Most of them seemed to be normal, but he spotted a few of the heroes that worked in the town as well. Max, Roxanne, and that guy that had been with her were among the people there. He nodded curtly and said "I'm just here to watch." He said before sitting down.

 

[KronosTalon]

"Paragon! How's it been goin " Max said As he stood up and walked to Oliver, holding his large hand out.

 

[CloggedDonkey]

Alfred ran into the room with the other heroes, slamming the door behind him. "So...sorry, had to avoid the press a little. That happens when you've been dead for thirty years." He took a seat in one of the chairs inside the room. "Anyway, I got the message from good ol' Renegade to come meet some kid named 'Paragon' here, any of you know him?" He asked, feeling slightly odd having to work with children. This will be fun. I get to deal with the normal superhero crap AND hormones.