Let's Make A Hero/Villain
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Ha. I'm shocked someone actually weeded through all of that.samsprinkle said:
Kudos, the Sam-type Sprinkle One.
Name: ...................................................... (sorry i never chose one)
Costume: A full suit of medieval Armour that is shiny and silverish. I helmets visor is open. Blue eyes stare out of here.
Powers: Has one.....sheer aura......just plain presence. He is so incredibly awesome (to put it that way) he generally crushes people when he releases this. A bit like in bleach when someone has a super high resiatsu. This also makes his Armour practically impenetrable. He as a magical sword called Gawain. He is also fast.........very fast.
Weakness: Over-powered people.
Other: His sword is the weapon wielded by the original Gawain but his sheer spirit refned it so that it is (*Gasp*) more powerful then EXCALIBUR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And another one
Name: Sir. Steel Angel
Costume:
Powers: He can fly.........and he can manipulate and spawn steel. His favorite trick it to create a a single small cuboid bar of steel out of the ground and have it bend angularly (i.e all angles no curves) Around the enemy trapping them. At high speed this bar can also act like a bullet. He conjures multiple bars making a massive web. This steels special property is its neer impossible strength and he can make neer invincible shields. He can also make these bars propagate to kill.
Weakness: Not very much really. He can shield himself against extremely high temperatures. Cold i guess really because it can get to him through his shielding.
Costume: A full suit of medieval Armour that is shiny and silverish. I helmets visor is open. Blue eyes stare out of here.
Powers: Has one.....sheer aura......just plain presence. He is so incredibly awesome (to put it that way) he generally crushes people when he releases this. A bit like in bleach when someone has a super high resiatsu. This also makes his Armour practically impenetrable. He as a magical sword called Gawain. He is also fast.........very fast.
Weakness: Over-powered people.
Other: His sword is the weapon wielded by the original Gawain but his sheer spirit refned it so that it is (*Gasp*) more powerful then EXCALIBUR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And another one
Name: Sir. Steel Angel
Costume:
Powers: He can fly.........and he can manipulate and spawn steel. His favorite trick it to create a a single small cuboid bar of steel out of the ground and have it bend angularly (i.e all angles no curves) Around the enemy trapping them. At high speed this bar can also act like a bullet. He conjures multiple bars making a massive web. This steels special property is its neer impossible strength and he can make neer invincible shields. He can also make these bars propagate to kill.
Weakness: Not very much really. He can shield himself against extremely high temperatures. Cold i guess really because it can get to him through his shielding.
Sounds interesting, if rather bare bones. He seems to be one of the more human superhuman folks, so his strength as a character would probably come more from story development than his concept. I'm also assuming that he doesn't carry both shields at once.Rock Avich said:
Hero:
Name:Birras (Alter Ego:Steve(Yes, just Steve))
Costume:Chainmail shirt, suit jacket, jeans, pinstripe fedora, a domino mask and a pair of blackout sunglasses
Power:Telekenisis (or psychokenisis)
Weakness:Boron, Iridium, Radium, and Sulfur all make him lose his power if he is in physical contact with them. (BIrRaS when condensed...get it?) Oh, also bullets hurt him.
Bio:Steve needed money. Steve saw an ad in the newspaper offering $200 to anyone willing to go to the university and take part in an experimental procedure. With his next rent payment due in a couple of days and being completley out of money, Steve saw no other alternative. Steve went to the university and underwent the procedure. The procedure had given him the unforseen ability to manipulate objects with his mind. After further examination, the scientists determined that contact with Boron, Iridium, Radium, or Sulfur would nullify Steve's power. After seeing the shape the world was in, Steve became a sort of hero-for-hire under the monkier 'Birras' with his amazing sense of irony.
Name:Birras (Alter Ego:Steve(Yes, just Steve))
Costume:Chainmail shirt, suit jacket, jeans, pinstripe fedora, a domino mask and a pair of blackout sunglasses
Power:Telekenisis (or psychokenisis)
Weakness:Boron, Iridium, Radium, and Sulfur all make him lose his power if he is in physical contact with them. (BIrRaS when condensed...get it?) Oh, also bullets hurt him.
Bio:Steve needed money. Steve saw an ad in the newspaper offering $200 to anyone willing to go to the university and take part in an experimental procedure. With his next rent payment due in a couple of days and being completley out of money, Steve saw no other alternative. Steve went to the university and underwent the procedure. The procedure had given him the unforseen ability to manipulate objects with his mind. After further examination, the scientists determined that contact with Boron, Iridium, Radium, or Sulfur would nullify Steve's power. After seeing the shape the world was in, Steve became a sort of hero-for-hire under the monkier 'Birras' with his amazing sense of irony.
Villian:
Name
r. Insano (Alter Egoave(Again, just Dave))
Costume:Normal street clothes, with the addition of a top hat, a monocle, a cape, and a twirly moustache
Power:Control over legions of robotic minions
Weakness:Idiots make him literally less smart. Vulnerable to bullets, knives, etc.
Bio:Graduating with a PhD in robotics from MIT as well as Suma cum Laude, Dave got straight to work. Working from his garage, Dave built a prototype robot capable of using firearms and disarming bombs (from remote control, Dave didn't have the resources he needed to program the AI to that degree). After presenting his design to DARPA, they claimed that his prototype robot (Codenamed Optimus) was to 'unethical'. "I'll show them," he thought. And he did, later that day, Dave robbed a bank using his robot, now called Thunder Mk. I, and began to advance his research on his own. On the news, the anchor described him as 'an insane comic book villian realised in flesh'. "Insane, they call me," he thought "I'll give them insane!". Fast forward to today, the Mk. XV began wreaking havok as about 20 of them and about 50 Mk. XIIs succesfully raided Fort Knox, taking an approxamate $5 Billion in gold. (In my opinion, I'm better at writing evil backstories than 'good' ones.)
Name
r. Insano (Alter Egoave(Again, just Dave))Costume:Normal street clothes, with the addition of a top hat, a monocle, a cape, and a twirly moustache
Power:Control over legions of robotic minions
Weakness:Idiots make him literally less smart. Vulnerable to bullets, knives, etc.
Bio:Graduating with a PhD in robotics from MIT as well as Suma cum Laude, Dave got straight to work. Working from his garage, Dave built a prototype robot capable of using firearms and disarming bombs (from remote control, Dave didn't have the resources he needed to program the AI to that degree). After presenting his design to DARPA, they claimed that his prototype robot (Codenamed Optimus) was to 'unethical'. "I'll show them," he thought. And he did, later that day, Dave robbed a bank using his robot, now called Thunder Mk. I, and began to advance his research on his own. On the news, the anchor described him as 'an insane comic book villian realised in flesh'. "Insane, they call me," he thought "I'll give them insane!". Fast forward to today, the Mk. XV began wreaking havok as about 20 of them and about 50 Mk. XIIs succesfully raided Fort Knox, taking an approxamate $5 Billion in gold. (In my opinion, I'm better at writing evil backstories than 'good' ones.)
my serious one would be Mr. Baddass
a kind of duke-nukem-esk superhero who caries a unnecessarily large hand gun
his powers would include super strength, innumerability, and of course he would be a literl chick magnet
my goofy superhero would the death chef
he would be an insane anti-hero who caries an undersized meat clever, a large frying pan, and a spatula
his powers would include breathing fire to heat the frying pan, and super strength
he deals with villains in an unorthodox way, he knocks them out and heats the pan with his fire, they wakeup in the pan wile it's slowly heating, as they fry he squeals with insane joy then after they die eats them
a kind of duke-nukem-esk superhero who caries a unnecessarily large hand gun
his powers would include super strength, innumerability, and of course he would be a literl chick magnet
my goofy superhero would the death chef
he would be an insane anti-hero who caries an undersized meat clever, a large frying pan, and a spatula
his powers would include breathing fire to heat the frying pan, and super strength
he deals with villains in an unorthodox way, he knocks them out and heats the pan with his fire, they wakeup in the pan wile it's slowly heating, as they fry he squeals with insane joy then after they die eats them
hero
Mech-gyver, real name Cain Herman
costume: filthy coveralls, a T-shirt with a rather geeky reference, but you never see any of that because he is inside of a freaking mech
Power(s): An unstoppable mech armed with heavy weaponry built completely out of scrap, , also he can put together just about anything out of bits rubbish, and use it
weakness: he is kind of a weakling outside of the mech, the heavy weapons kind of cause a lot of collateral damage so he has quite a few non-criminal enemies, and the mech power source is not exactly perfected so he only has a few hours of fighting time a day
Bio: an outcast genius, graduated college with a doctorate in robotic engineering, then completely fell off the grid. then Cain came into ownership of a scrap yard were the government disposes of their more sensitive failures, Cain being completely insane and a genius salvaged various bits and pieces and created his giant mech which he uses to impose justice on a world gone stupid.
Mech-gyver, real name Cain Herman
costume: filthy coveralls, a T-shirt with a rather geeky reference, but you never see any of that because he is inside of a freaking mech
Power(s): An unstoppable mech armed with heavy weaponry built completely out of scrap, , also he can put together just about anything out of bits rubbish, and use it
weakness: he is kind of a weakling outside of the mech, the heavy weapons kind of cause a lot of collateral damage so he has quite a few non-criminal enemies, and the mech power source is not exactly perfected so he only has a few hours of fighting time a day
Bio: an outcast genius, graduated college with a doctorate in robotic engineering, then completely fell off the grid. then Cain came into ownership of a scrap yard were the government disposes of their more sensitive failures, Cain being completely insane and a genius salvaged various bits and pieces and created his giant mech which he uses to impose justice on a world gone stupid.
Hero
Name: Junker aka Jared Kline
Power: 10ft radius of telekinetic influence. He can only manipulate solid objects (not water or air, etc). He can throw objects with middling accuracy, but his real power is that he creates a suit of armour from nearby objects, twisting them to fit his body and to move with him. He also prefers to use any large piece of debris he can find as a hammer.
Costume: His salvaged suit of armour, obviously; but underneath he wears slightly torn jeans, a t-shirt, fingerless gloves, and a Carhartt rough-leather jacket.
Bio: Jared Kline is a 25 y.o. welder/fabricator and likes to keep his talent secret. He uses his power occasionally to help people or himself, but never shows his face while doing so; wrapping some kind of object around his face as a mangled mask regardless of whether or not he is using the whole armor.
Too hard to make a convincing villain, someone else can try.
Name: Junker aka Jared Kline
Power: 10ft radius of telekinetic influence. He can only manipulate solid objects (not water or air, etc). He can throw objects with middling accuracy, but his real power is that he creates a suit of armour from nearby objects, twisting them to fit his body and to move with him. He also prefers to use any large piece of debris he can find as a hammer.
Costume: His salvaged suit of armour, obviously; but underneath he wears slightly torn jeans, a t-shirt, fingerless gloves, and a Carhartt rough-leather jacket.
Bio: Jared Kline is a 25 y.o. welder/fabricator and likes to keep his talent secret. He uses his power occasionally to help people or himself, but never shows his face while doing so; wrapping some kind of object around his face as a mangled mask regardless of whether or not he is using the whole armor.
Too hard to make a convincing villain, someone else can try.
My hero: WARDEN:
A war between Heaven and Hell, the ultimate clash between Good and Evil. Many religions mention it, from God's battle with Lucifer to Norse mythology's Ragnarok. As these two powers duke it out, the humans are caught in the middle, unable to do anything other than die.
A group of magi intended to change that final bit. Knowing that the War of the Divine would someday be upon them, they set out to create an ultimate warrior, a champion to save mankind.
But how? Compared to the divine, humans had nothing; their bodies were weak, their souls easily tempted. In fact, men had one thing that many of the holy and demonic did not have: emotion. Emotions are some of the most powerful things in the world, capable of driving even the most steadfast and brilliant men to do bizarre or terrible things. If one could harness them, they could create something of unimaginable strength.
These magi did everything they could to create such a thing, and after many generations of horrible, inhuman experimentation and magicks that should never be repeated, they succeeded; human only in shape, their creation ran on emotion; no need to eat, no need to drink. Only emotion. One, to be precise.
The group had debated for quite some time as to which emotion to use. The strongest, of course, was love; as many corny songs have stated, love is an immensely powerful feeling. However, one of its qualities caused the magi to hesitate to use it: love is fragile, so very fragile. So they used the second-strongest one, one much more durable:
Pain.
And so it was; this was a hollow shell, devoid of any thought not associated with combat. As long as it was in pain, it could do incredible things; move at speeds unheard of, lift objects of immense weight.
Most of all, it could not die.
The group died out, however, when an American team, specializing in the supernatural, discovered what they were doing and seized their precious creation. The weapon is still in their custody, always in pain, always prepared for that war.
The protector of our little world of sinners. Our warden.
My villain: Lakke Gorge:
Allow me to tell you a tale, children. One of strength, of greed, of a fall with no redemption.
Lakke seemed to be an ordinary lad, born to parents of no special status, farmers who owned a small plot of land. He led a normal existence throughout his childhood, making friends and enemies as would any other youth. However, a tale of a normal life would be dreadfully boring. Lakke's life was anything but.
Though many wise men have pondered it, none have as of yet managed to discover what Lakke is, what granted him such strength, such speed, such ferocity. When he first took a woman's maidenhood, these gifts were granted him. He had dreamed throughout his life of being a great hero, one whose name and deeds would be sung by bards for generations, and now his dreams could be realized.
He did many heroic deeds and underwent many grueling trials, defeating evil, protecting the innocent, everything a hero was expected to do. Unfortunately, with power comes pride. He was unbeatable, unmatched; who was there to tell him what he could and could not do?
And so he gave in to his impulses, robbing, demanding tribute from those he saved, even killing those who had slighted his honor. Yet the people were accomodating of his actions; he had protected them. Why should he be forbidden from engaging in tasteless actions?
So his life went, indulging in his every whim. Soon, all of his sins began to form chains in his mind, leaving him unable to be a hero, bound only to his lusts.
And then, one night, the chains became real.
He awoke after a nightmare to find his body encased in innumerable chains, the links digging into his flesh. He screamed. One of his servants ran in to check on him, and he slew her in a fury. Gazing upon his blood-drenched hands, he noticed something: one of the chains had broken, and for a moment he was free of the pain. But, just as soon as it the relief had come, it departed, the torment returning in force, diminished almost imperceptibly. He went on to slaughter every being in his household, and was about to move on to massacring the inhabitants of his home city when his conscience spoke up for the first time in years. No, he could not do this; he had to redeem himself, to end his life before he could cause any more harm. He grabbed the blade he kept near his bed and thrust it between the interlocking chains into his chest.
But the chains bound him to the world. They would not let him die.
And his mind broke.
His home, the surrounding cities, the countryside; all inhabitants fell before him. The few survivors recall hearing, intermingled with the sounds of slaughter, chains rattling, the sound merging with choking sobs and screams. Lakke has starved, been parched with thirst, beaten and bloodied, but he cannot die, not while the chains tear his skin.
What created those chains? Was it some unknown enemy out for vengeance? Had the gods tired of his sins? The question will forever remain unanswered.
Lakke Gorge wanders to this day, killing all before him. Be wary, children, for valor can turn to villainy at any time, with nothing to let you note the change.
A war between Heaven and Hell, the ultimate clash between Good and Evil. Many religions mention it, from God's battle with Lucifer to Norse mythology's Ragnarok. As these two powers duke it out, the humans are caught in the middle, unable to do anything other than die.
A group of magi intended to change that final bit. Knowing that the War of the Divine would someday be upon them, they set out to create an ultimate warrior, a champion to save mankind.
But how? Compared to the divine, humans had nothing; their bodies were weak, their souls easily tempted. In fact, men had one thing that many of the holy and demonic did not have: emotion. Emotions are some of the most powerful things in the world, capable of driving even the most steadfast and brilliant men to do bizarre or terrible things. If one could harness them, they could create something of unimaginable strength.
These magi did everything they could to create such a thing, and after many generations of horrible, inhuman experimentation and magicks that should never be repeated, they succeeded; human only in shape, their creation ran on emotion; no need to eat, no need to drink. Only emotion. One, to be precise.
The group had debated for quite some time as to which emotion to use. The strongest, of course, was love; as many corny songs have stated, love is an immensely powerful feeling. However, one of its qualities caused the magi to hesitate to use it: love is fragile, so very fragile. So they used the second-strongest one, one much more durable:
Pain.
And so it was; this was a hollow shell, devoid of any thought not associated with combat. As long as it was in pain, it could do incredible things; move at speeds unheard of, lift objects of immense weight.
Most of all, it could not die.
The group died out, however, when an American team, specializing in the supernatural, discovered what they were doing and seized their precious creation. The weapon is still in their custody, always in pain, always prepared for that war.
The protector of our little world of sinners. Our warden.
My villain: Lakke Gorge:
Allow me to tell you a tale, children. One of strength, of greed, of a fall with no redemption.
Lakke seemed to be an ordinary lad, born to parents of no special status, farmers who owned a small plot of land. He led a normal existence throughout his childhood, making friends and enemies as would any other youth. However, a tale of a normal life would be dreadfully boring. Lakke's life was anything but.
Though many wise men have pondered it, none have as of yet managed to discover what Lakke is, what granted him such strength, such speed, such ferocity. When he first took a woman's maidenhood, these gifts were granted him. He had dreamed throughout his life of being a great hero, one whose name and deeds would be sung by bards for generations, and now his dreams could be realized.
He did many heroic deeds and underwent many grueling trials, defeating evil, protecting the innocent, everything a hero was expected to do. Unfortunately, with power comes pride. He was unbeatable, unmatched; who was there to tell him what he could and could not do?
And so he gave in to his impulses, robbing, demanding tribute from those he saved, even killing those who had slighted his honor. Yet the people were accomodating of his actions; he had protected them. Why should he be forbidden from engaging in tasteless actions?
So his life went, indulging in his every whim. Soon, all of his sins began to form chains in his mind, leaving him unable to be a hero, bound only to his lusts.
And then, one night, the chains became real.
He awoke after a nightmare to find his body encased in innumerable chains, the links digging into his flesh. He screamed. One of his servants ran in to check on him, and he slew her in a fury. Gazing upon his blood-drenched hands, he noticed something: one of the chains had broken, and for a moment he was free of the pain. But, just as soon as it the relief had come, it departed, the torment returning in force, diminished almost imperceptibly. He went on to slaughter every being in his household, and was about to move on to massacring the inhabitants of his home city when his conscience spoke up for the first time in years. No, he could not do this; he had to redeem himself, to end his life before he could cause any more harm. He grabbed the blade he kept near his bed and thrust it between the interlocking chains into his chest.
But the chains bound him to the world. They would not let him die.
And his mind broke.
His home, the surrounding cities, the countryside; all inhabitants fell before him. The few survivors recall hearing, intermingled with the sounds of slaughter, chains rattling, the sound merging with choking sobs and screams. Lakke has starved, been parched with thirst, beaten and bloodied, but he cannot die, not while the chains tear his skin.
What created those chains? Was it some unknown enemy out for vengeance? Had the gods tired of his sins? The question will forever remain unanswered.
Lakke Gorge wanders to this day, killing all before him. Be wary, children, for valor can turn to villainy at any time, with nothing to let you note the change.
HERO:
Name: THE GNOME!
Costume: He's a gnome so.. Gnome clothes?
Power: He has a laser beam that vaporizes everything it touches
Weakness: Waffles
The Gnome was a kind loving Gnome..Until, an evil professor created super powers. After accidently falling into the tub of powers at a Gnome convention, he has become the greatest super hero of all time.
VILLIAN:
Name: EGGZILLA!
Costume: A giant egg with an angry face drawn onto it.
Power: He can roll ontop of buildings at spit egg.
Weakness: A glowing leaf from Sudan
It's not required, but a short backstory/bio is welcome and encouraged.
Name: THE GNOME!
Costume: He's a gnome so.. Gnome clothes?
Power: He has a laser beam that vaporizes everything it touches
Weakness: Waffles
The Gnome was a kind loving Gnome..Until, an evil professor created super powers. After accidently falling into the tub of powers at a Gnome convention, he has become the greatest super hero of all time.
VILLIAN:
Name: EGGZILLA!
Costume: A giant egg with an angry face drawn onto it.
Power: He can roll ontop of buildings at spit egg.
Weakness: A glowing leaf from Sudan
It's not required, but a short backstory/bio is welcome and encouraged.