The Society of Justice: A Super Hero Roleplay
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Richard walked out of the promenade to join the rest of the group.
"No point in rushing Aaron, we have plenty of time left. May not want to rush what may turn out to be the most interesting part of the day, considering last night the group burned down a club. So, clubbing is probably out of the question tonight, not much else interesting will probably happen today." Richard said as he began to run some quick diagnostics from inside the suit.
"No point in rushing Aaron, we have plenty of time left. May not want to rush what may turn out to be the most interesting part of the day, considering last night the group burned down a club. So, clubbing is probably out of the question tonight, not much else interesting will probably happen today." Richard said as he began to run some quick diagnostics from inside the suit.
"Took you guys long enough." Jason said as most of the team walked outside. He raised a eyebrow at Richard's suit.
"Um, how are you gonna get that on the bus? It looks like it'll take up more than one seat..." He said while closely observing all of the suit's bells and whistles with great interest.
"It also looks damn heavy..." He added, knocking on Richard's helmet.
"Um, how are you gonna get that on the bus? It looks like it'll take up more than one seat..." He said while closely observing all of the suit's bells and whistles with great interest.
"It also looks damn heavy..." He added, knocking on Richard's helmet.
"We have room. We chartered this school bus, more than enough seats for everyone," Cillian explained to Jason as they got to the busy. Sure enough, it was an orange school bus.
"Yay...we get to go to class," Garrus muttered, cracking his neck as he boarded the bus.
"Yay...we get to go to class," Garrus muttered, cracking his neck as he boarded the bus.
Nearing...completion! Only two more characters need their clothes done, then I move on to arms/hands then the extra bits! Almost....there!
Aaron made his way to the back of the bus. He quickly isolated himself from the rest of the bus by putting up a ice wall. Aaron had to try out some ideas that would help him advance his control of his powers. Though he didn't one anyone else to know.
Richard calmly batted the hand away from the helmet lightly.
"Trust me, it isn't as heavy as it first appears. Modern technology makes this no heavier than a fully loaded GI, while making the suit as strong as the best tank armor. You can also thank modern aviation for the next little perk." Richard said before allowing the thrust vector jets in the palms and soles take over and hovering a couple feet off the ground.
"Not apart of the standard issue model for your basic GI, this was meant to be more for a quick getaway by special forces units. Weapons are on the shoulders so the jets could work and not reduce mobility of the unit. I was actually planning on showing this model to the military and then show them the designs I had for other areas after I proved the idea was a feasible and cost-effective way to arm the military." Richard spoke after he landed again and turned off the jets.
"Though the exhaust and weapons pretty much landed me here, it was well worth the cost in time and money."
"Trust me, it isn't as heavy as it first appears. Modern technology makes this no heavier than a fully loaded GI, while making the suit as strong as the best tank armor. You can also thank modern aviation for the next little perk." Richard said before allowing the thrust vector jets in the palms and soles take over and hovering a couple feet off the ground.
"Not apart of the standard issue model for your basic GI, this was meant to be more for a quick getaway by special forces units. Weapons are on the shoulders so the jets could work and not reduce mobility of the unit. I was actually planning on showing this model to the military and then show them the designs I had for other areas after I proved the idea was a feasible and cost-effective way to arm the military." Richard spoke after he landed again and turned off the jets.
"Though the exhaust and weapons pretty much landed me here, it was well worth the cost in time and money."
After Richard showed off a bit, Jason stroked his chin thoughtfully.
"Y'know, you remind me of somebody. He was kinda like you, but he had a beard..." He said to Rich as he got on the bus.
"Dammit, I wanted to sit in the back." Jason said as he saw Aaron conjure his wall of ice.
He quickly shrugged off the idea and sat at a seat somewhere in the middle, kicking his feet up once he sat.
"Y'know, you remind me of somebody. He was kinda like you, but he had a beard..." He said to Rich as he got on the bus.
"Dammit, I wanted to sit in the back." Jason said as he saw Aaron conjure his wall of ice.
He quickly shrugged off the idea and sat at a seat somewhere in the middle, kicking his feet up once he sat.
"I wouldst we are say heroes yet. We haven't really did anything," Aaron stated from behind his wall.
Birras climbed onto the bus, choosing a seat roughly midway down the row. "Hero life is okay, I 'spose, just so long as none of you get mortally wounded. Except smallpox. You can get smallpox, and I'll still heal you, because I have a very personal grudge with smallpox. Just don't look it in the lipids and you'll be fine."
"Costumes? Now we are talking. Be right back!"
James ran back into his room. He thrust open his closet, removing his clothing from the racks. He quickly pulled on the pants, shirt and suit. He placed the top-hat on his head, and turned to a locked trunk on the bottom of the closet. He removed a key from his pocket, unlocking the trunk. Inside, his armor lay. Nearly solid gold, infused with tungsten. He got the chestplate and shinplates on. He then reached back into the crate, removing the "Softy." He took two shots of each ammo type, placed them into a compartment on the chestplate, and holstered the Softy.
James emerged from his room, walking back out into the main lounge.
"Ready."
James ran back into his room. He thrust open his closet, removing his clothing from the racks. He quickly pulled on the pants, shirt and suit. He placed the top-hat on his head, and turned to a locked trunk on the bottom of the closet. He removed a key from his pocket, unlocking the trunk. Inside, his armor lay. Nearly solid gold, infused with tungsten. He got the chestplate and shinplates on. He then reached back into the crate, removing the "Softy." He took two shots of each ammo type, placed them into a compartment on the chestplate, and holstered the Softy.
James emerged from his room, walking back out into the main lounge.
"Ready."
"Don't look it in the lipids? Oh, I am totally writing that down." Jason said to Birras with a chuckle.
Jason then poked his head out of the bus window.
"Hey James! Hurry it up, will ya?! We're all waiting on you!" He yelled before sticking his head back into the bus.
Jason then poked his head out of the bus window.
"Hey James! Hurry it up, will ya?! We're all waiting on you!" He yelled before sticking his head back into the bus.
It's....it's done!
[link]http://www.flickr.com/photos/tsatoma/4463312397/sizes/l/[/link]
Sorry that we didn't get much done today, blame it on the picture not me! Hah, gonna take a break now.
[link]http://www.flickr.com/photos/tsatoma/4463312397/sizes/l/[/link]
Sorry that we didn't get much done today, blame it on the picture not me! Hah, gonna take a break now.
Cillian waited for everyone before boarding the bus as it started it's hour-long trip to the course.
Uh, the middle bloke doesn't seem to have a name....tsatoma said:
Other than that, it looks great.