The Society of Justice: A Super Hero Roleplay

[42forlife]

Walking in he sees a few people. This is not how things went in his head, but he swallowed in fear and walked up beside the two.

"Hello, ummmm my name is Connor, and I'm here to join the SoJ. And....yeah. Hello"

Spoiler: Bastion

Name: Connor Cuevas

Hero Alias: Bastion

Age: 21

Powers: Energy Barriers, Limited energy projection, limited energy constructs, very limited healing abilities, flight.

Weaknesses: Abilities are solar powered, when placed in darkness powers become finite, recharging in direct sunlight takes 8 hours to reach full. Though energy can be taken from electronic light sources (though the average light bulb gives less then 1% of what Solar does), as well as fire (not much better, unless its like an entire forest).

Weapons: Extraterrestrial solar powered crystals, three in total. One in chest and one in each hand.

Appearance: My costumed appearance involves an aerodynamic suit which is black to help absorb sunlight, with white armor covering my forearms, torso, and calves to help deal with the stress of my powers. The crystal in my chest is visible, naturally, to help absorption.

Personality: As you may be able to tell from my descriptions I am very technical. That trait is what flagged me when they where trying to find a suitable host. Government didn't want someone running around with powers they gave them when they haven't read the manual. I prefer to have my space, which is actually another aspect that flagged me, and I have a tendency of not knowing when I've said enough. Which is something they tried to break me of, but like my grandpa said, no point closing the gate after the horses are lose.

Biography: I was born in the South, like the south South, like Mississippi. I spent most of my life there until I signed up for the Peace Corps. After a year the part of the Government dealing with Metaphysical and Extraterrestrial (DME) beings recruited me for test in "non-lethal" technology they acquired. Living in the boonies Super heroes seemed so foreign, so I jumped at the chance to join. After two years of training I got my Super Suit and they pointed me in this direction. I've had plenty of simulations but only one instance of field training, which could of went better. I heard the Society of Justice was looking for novices so convinced Uncle Sam that I should be let off my leash.

Note:
1. Though I was trained as a government agent, I've been given full liberty to act on my own, with my own judgment. Luckily the law on Metaphysical Soldiers is rather gray, personally I suspect I'll keep you guys in line.
2. Despite popular belief, though I am from Mississippi I am fully literate and as open minded as the next guy. Even for the most part can manage my accent

Spoiler: OOC

Also sorry for the delayed responce, it's stormin a bit down here so internet is coming and going. Nice to meet you guys. Been reading along on and off for a while now, and glad to have a chance to get involved.

 

[CJ1145]

Alister stood in the lounge, leaning against the wall as he waited to see if Dona would continue the tour. He considered wandering off, but had no idea where to begin with this place.

Spoiler: Alister

Name: Alister Moseby

Hero Alias: I read online once that people call me Warrior King.

Age: 25 years this coming Thursday

Powers: I have a supernatural talent with persuasion, and above average strength that grows in proportion to the number of people fighting alongside me. I also am very resistant to injury, as is explained below.

Weaknesses: I don't know if you'd call it a weakness, but my own abilities are the equivalent of an athletic human, at best, when I am fighting alone.

Weapons: My mother died recently, and was buried in England. While there I embarked on a series of adventures I won't delve into too much detail about right now, but as a result I acquired the sword Excalibur. When in my hands, I am granted an enormous boost in combat ability. On top of its own masterful forging, it becomes a formidable tool in battle.

Appearance Physically, I'm not that impressive. About 200 lbs. with brown hair and eyes. Caucasian. I stand about 6'2" My hair's been described as an over-gelled mop, and I was in need of a shave last week. Typically I wear a hoodie and jeans, sometimes a trilby hat if I'm feeling festive.

My costume is crimson spandex, trimmed on the side with black. A gold hood and mask obscure most of my face, save my eyes. The hood is attached to a long golden cloak that drapes over the costume when not in motion. Admittedly, it serves little purpose besides aesthetics.

Personality: I don't see what purpose this serves, since you I'm sure you know everything about me. Frankly, I'm a bit of a nervous wreck. Every action I take is usually done after painful mental deliberation, and even then many opportunities are left by the wayside. I just figure it's not worth it if it all goes wrong. A bit of a snarker, if you don't mind.

Biography: I was born in Waukeegan, Illonois. Parents weren't from around here, though. Far as I know, my mother was born in London and my father raised in Liverpool. I don't really remember my father. Didn't abandon me, mind you, he was killed as he was driving to the hospital. Sad, really. Anyway, my mother couldn't raise me on her own, and she ended up marrying again when I was 5. Don't really recall much about my step-father, other than the fact that he was a coward, and I hated him for it. I remember saying to myself "The man's a wimp, and one day I'm gonna grow up and be twice the man he ever was!" Takes on a new ring with the given circumstances, though.

Got my powers, or discovered them maybe, when I was 9. I wasn't exactly popular at school, but I had friends. We'd formed a little clique of our own outside of everyone else. We were the best of friends. But I'm getting off track, aren't I? Anyway, there was this group of bullies that didn't like us too much, and they all tried to pick a fight with us one day. When it started, I felt fantastic, like I could conquer the world. I threw the kids' bikes at them like they were weightless, scared them senseless.

Four years ago, I took a trip to the Middle East pursuing a crime lord. During my time there, I encountered the cave in which the Holy Grail was said to reside. I cannot speak of what happened there, by oath, but I can tell you that as a result of the events there, I am remarkably resistant to any form of damage.

Finally, a few weeks ago, while attempting to stop a robbery I was swarmed and beaten nearly senseless. Rather embarrassing, but I am thankful for the experience, as it has taught me I cannot work alone. Therefore, I have submitted this for to join your Society.

Beyond that, nothing's really relevant to this application. And I'm sure you know it all anyway.

Notes: Oh, right, the man that killed my father? Turns out, he's a made man, if you will. If I find him, things are going to get ugly fast. Just thought I should mention that.

Spoiler: OOC

Took a lot of edits to get this one in

 

[tsatoma]

Spoiler: OOC

Who the hell are all these new people!?!?! Juuuuusssttt kiddin'. So yes, these are our new recruits. The Society certainly has a ton of new members now...but will they last!?!? We'll see...

Garrus finished his quick shower and changed back into his normal clothes. He wrapped his towel around his neck, leaving his room to go and get a snack. He heard that there were new people, seemingly he had gotten a bunch of texts and calls from Cillian stating that, and was eager to meet them.

"Hope Patriot picked some good people," he muttered to himself as he went into the kitchen and grabbed a granola bar before going into the Lounge.

 

[Captainguy42]

Tommy gave Richard a thumb up and then waved a hand to Connor, then gave him a note.

 Hey I'm Tommy, it's a pleasure to meet you Connor, come inside I'll introduce you to everyone else.

Tommy motioned for Eight and Connor to follow him, he then led them to the lounge to join everyone else. As the three of them walked in Tommy clapped his hands above his head to get everyone's attention, he then motioned his hands toward Connor and Eight, then taking a step to the side to let them introduce themselves to everyone else.

Spoiler: OOC

Alright I'm going to log off soon to go to my Water Polo practice.

 

[blaze96]

Richard followed behind Tommy and leaned against the wall in his power suit.

"I'm sure you three want to get rooms, we can do meet and greet later if you want." He said simply.

 

[ObserverSeventeen]

Eight's face turned to a dull orange. They followed behind Richard and asked him "Excuse me, but we were noticing your armor. We were wondering where you obtained it."

 

[Souldemon8]

Aaron had locked himself in his room sense returning to the Promenade. As he laid on his bed updating his Facebook and Twitter he received a text that he knew he was going to get eventually. He quickly changed into a regular pair of jeans and t-shirt(which took him at least a half an hour to find in his closet that housed mostly Italian suits). As he started on his way out he heard some voices coming from the lounge, though two of them he had never heard before. As he walked in he noticed two strangers who he passed off as new recruits based on their looks.

"Hey guys I'm going to be out for a while I'll be back later," Aaron stated passing through the lounge and making his way outside.

 

[blaze96]

"And that was the resident charmer Aaron. Since I doubt he'll be able to speak when he gets back, he has ice powers." Richard joked at the man's lack of caring about the three new recruits in the room.

 

[CJ1145]

Alister eyed the other newcomers with curiosity, specifically the massive robot. The thing looked like it had been built from scrap, at least for the most part. And the head was... a TV? This was something he had to see closer. However, too lazy to move, he decided to wait until later. He then noticed someone entering the Lounge from the opposite direction.

Maybe this is that Garrus Dona mentioned. He thought to himself. He decided to approach.

"Hello," Alister said, extending a hand. "my name's Alister. I'm one of the new recruits."

 

[Pm0n3y]

Jason's eyes widen in surprise of the influx of new people that entered the lounge.

"Whoa, three new people in one day?" Jason said, getting up from his seat before taking a better glimpse at the robot looking one, who's only real facial feature was a TV screen.

"Well, at least I think that one's a person..." He thought as he approached the two, holding out both hands.

"Sup? I'm Jason. And you two are..." He said, waiting for an answer.

 

[42forlife]

"Hello, I am Connor, code name Bastion. I'm a government superhero, area 51 stuff... ummm..." Connor holds up his hand showing a crystal like construct which gave off a white glow.

"These would be what give me my power... It's complicated, and we don't completely understand it but I guess you can say I'm photosynthetic. Like a plant, just to the point where I can fly.... and make force fields.... and heal people... and throw energy.... ya know.. like a plant." Realizing his hand is still up he awkwardly puts it down.

 

[tsatoma]

"Ah nice to meet you Alister," Garrus replied back with a smile, shaking Alister's hand. "Glad to have you on board. I'm sure you do well, and if not...well then we might all die. So do your best!" he said trying to give a pep speech but failing.

 

[CJ1145]

Well, that certainly killed the mood.

"Of course, sir!" Alister responded, before heading over to meet with the other recruits.

"So you're the other new guys, eh?" He said, trying to speak to both, but being naturally drawn to the robot. He then began to inspect the rusted out bits more carefully. "You know, you should really get this stuff buffed out. I know a really great mechanic that--no, wait, he died in Malaysia... Anyway, great to meet you. I'm Alister, who would you blokes be?"

 

[42forlife]

Realizing he neglected to shake Jason's hand Connor approches him.

"Sorry, bit overwhelmed. I know I read about you but I can't put a name to a face. What's your costumed identity?"

And addressing Alister,

"And same to you sir, I am Connor Cuevas. I am really bad with names, especially real ones. Costumed identities I'm a bit better, but I see you guys are on a first name basis. Not what I was expecting. Anyway, hello."

 

[Quad08]

Simon slowly made his way down the stairs, the sound of new voices drawing him to the main area

"Is that the sound of fresh meat I hear?"

He said with a laugh, readjusting his knife belts

 

[blaze96]

"Trust me, I would prefer you call me Richard." Richard said before walking over to eight.

"He's not that bad off, just some surface rust. It looks like his internal components are in working shape, which is what really matters." Richard said to Alister.

"Sorry, I guess I never mentioned myself in all of this. My power comes from the suit I built myself with plenty of money and technology from my weapons and security systems company." He stopped speaking to the group and started speaking specifically to eight.

"Should you ever need an upgrade or maintenance that you cannot or do not want to perform yourself, I'd be more than happy to help."

 

[42forlife]

Connor feeling a bit overwhelmed by all the people starts to move away, but can't help but to look at Simon. His stance reminds him of his trainers while trying to learn his powers.

"Well, it's nice to meet you all but I need to excuse myself. Long flight."

He says it outloud but not really to attrack attention. He drops off his things in a corner of the room and swiftly walks away. Crowds were never Connor's strong point.

Spoiler: OOC

Sorry, have to jump off. Real life calls, once again nice meeting all of you, hope to get a real chance to chat and all in the near future.

 

[Pm0n3y]

While admist the meet-n'-greet, Jason quickly looked around before looking at his armor, remembering that it was still on.

"I guess I should put some clothes on." He thought before excusing himself, trotting upstairs to his room. After a quick change into a simple hoodie and jeans, a thought popped into his mind.

"Where's Katie? I haven't seen her since we got back." He thought as he made his way back to the lounge.

 

[Captainguy42]

Tommy gave Connor a note,

 They call me Golem, as for Richard the media calls him Blue Steel, he hates it when people call him that.

Upon thinking about Richard Tommy remembered the promise he had made back at the lodge, he excused himself and went upstairs to e-mail his father.

 

[CounterAttack]

While the new team members arrived and talked to people, Katie sat in her room, going over the final details of her plan. She figured it would be best to do it sooner rather than later. It seemed to her that she was putting herself and the others in danger by waiting.

Her mind made up, she opened one of her two suitcases and pulled out a pad of lined paper and a pen. The first half of the message was easy enough to write, but she paused before committing the second half to the page. Katie chose her words carefully, wanting to ensure she got the message across. She signed the message and slid a paperclipped photo onto the bottom.

With the penultimate stage almost completed, all she needed to do was deliver the note. And that time would come soon enough.

Spoiler: OOC

Sorry for the delay, guys. I've been out all day. First a dance test, then work, than an hour's trek around a supermarket... bleah.