Ex_Libris

Knights of Paragon? You just made your group look horrible, so you know...

I am not going to associate my self with a group that cares more about getting in the papers than they do about protecting Paragon and it's peoples.

Clowns of Paragon, I hope you become infamous for what you really are and really stand for.

ThunderClap lvl 5 blaster
and
Apexx lvl 4 scrapper

i'll be having a third one in the mix, but i just haven't created him yet. hope the name's not taken!

Color Guard patrols the streets of Paragon City most nights after the hour of 10PM.

OOC here: We have a roleplaying SuperGroup "The Federation of Heroes". Feel free to look any of us up:
Color Guard (Officer)
Captain Canuck' (The chairman)
The Incredible Bulk (Officer)
Bladestress
Teuton
Milk Maid

There are more of us, but these are the ones usually online in the evenings most every night. We'd love to have you team with us and roleplay.

That goes for any other RP'ers out there on Victory. If you see "The Federation of Heroes" under a heroes name you know it's a roleplayer. We have an open door policy and you don't have to join to adventure with us. Look for more Federation of Heroes posts elsewhere.

Hope to see you online!

Back in character:

Come, adventure with Color Guard and the Federation of Heroes! The villains of Paragon City will rue the day their paths crossed ours.

"Where diplomacy fails, the Federation of Heroes prevails!"

Color Guard
FoH

still taking these if you want your character featured on my site send me pics and stories! Keep em sorta short though

as a new player, i wanted to test different builds. I throw together a city camoed tech blaster and on a lark name him seeker 143. Now i started thinking, why seeker? I thought that perhaps it was a shadowy paramilitary group thrown togther in the aftermath of the invasion. Maybe seeker is code for S.E.E.C. or search, engage, eliminate, conceal or some other nasty acronym for guys with guns who hide and whack.

What fun woudl it be to start the supergroup from the ground up, coordinating all aspects of appearance with your friends and then making it happen.

Is anyone else handling their teams with this kind of reverse enineering?

I'll try to send you a tell this wed night if not tonight.

Yo jive turkies! BlackBelt Jones here bustin' heads and roleplayin' on the Virtue server!

BlackBelt Jones
Security Level 8 - Natural Scrapper - Martial Arts/Regen/Leap

(a little background)

Back in '78, ex-NFL-linebacker-turned-action-star Darnell Jones vanished from the set of his first film, shooting on-location in Japan. No trace of him was ever recovered.. until, May 2004 when a small boat drifted into Paragon City's harbor. Within it, the police found a single passenger, one unconcious Darnell Jones.

When Darnell awoke, the detectives discovered that he was no longer the man that vanished almost 30 years previously. Not only was he equipped with a mechanical arm, but he'd taken on persona of the action-hero that he'd created in 1978. And thus, BlackBelt Jones took to the streets of Paragon to bring justice to the common people.. never speaking of his past. His past whereabouts, unknown.

My other two chars currently are :
The Grey Bolt
Security Level 4 - Magic Blaster - Lightning

The Ageing Hipster
Security Level 5 - Science Controller - Mind/Kinetics

Kudos to you and your team Gamble. While the other heroes may have been honestly trying to help at first. Once you and your team asked them to back off - it was their heroic duty to listen. Since they chose to ignore that, they deserve what they got.
CURS3D K40S

I understand the feeling of losing oneself to your powers. In fact i understand it all to well. The man I once was is dead, never to be reborn. I take little comfort in helping others with this "gift", but i cannot bring myself to cross that "line" that separates us from that which we fight. Yet how i am that much different. Both I and my enemy are monsters, I just happen to choose the "right" side of this war. Ha, choices my former self would have never had to make. But that man is dead. I miss my mother and my sisters, but i cannot let them see what i have become. My father would disown me, or try to cover it up. Just like everything else i ever did with my life. Man, i hate him. So perhaps it is best that they continue to believe i am dead. Yes, i understand losing oneself to your new identity. I understand more than i care to admit.
But what you fail to realize Daniel, is that you have a choice. You can take off your suit. Most of you can take off your costume. I cannot. I should have died in that hospital bed. Died for the sins of a former life. I was the one that stuck the needle in my arm over and over again. Stuck it in til the disease finally took hold. It should have killed me. But oh no, I'm special and didn't even know it. My own body refused to let me die, and in the process deformed me. I cannot hide the fire that burns behind my eyes. The radiation they emit melts sunglasses. I cannot repair the wounds this has caused to my face. I can only cover them up. I cannot be the man i used to be.
Most of you still have a choice. Choose wisely. We cannot undo the mistakes of our past. We cannot fortell the future. We can only live the best we are able in the present. The man that lives in the past will surely stumble and fall, for he cannot see the steps ahead. The man that lives in the future will never truly live, for he does not notice the present. Live your life in the now, Daniel. When you are in the chair, savor every moment of it because each one could be your last. When you are in the suit, cherish it for what it is. Not what you want it to be.
If their are any of you out there that are still afraid of your powers, don't how to control them, have lost control of them, have been deformed by them, hide form them, or just feel horribly alone and afraid. Sanity's Edge is looking for new members. Feel free to contact me, I will help as much as I can. Good luck to all. And always remember - Choice is one of the few things that no one can take from you.
CURS3D K40S

Well, the old Origin threads appear to have been disposed of. To that end, if anyone is still around that was following Martin's tale, I will start re-posting it one section at a time as soon as I get home from work this evening. Thanks once again to everyone that was keeping up with it.

On a related note, if NightRunner, Major Speed, or American DreamGirl are still around, please consider re-posting your stories. Pretty please?

On the way into the kitchen I accidentally kicked my helmet and heard a rattling sound. Hey look, my missing teeth (well one tooth and a half molar)! I donned the red and yellow and went back to Cygnus Medical. Luckily I found Nurse Hamilton, she had helped me a lot last night with finding my costume and the restroom etc. She felt absolutely horrible about my teeth, seems that they pride themselves in being very thorough in going through uniforms for lost body parts. She tried to tell me what she thought was a funny story, started out "One time I was going through Teeny Tiny Man's costume and when I looked in his cup-" I had to stop her right there...SHUDDER. Nurse Hamilton told me not to get splattered any more today since her shift was over and she hated to miss out on me and my "cute parts" coming in. CUTE?!?! My God, why can't I have "Heroic" or "Impressive" parts? "Massive" even....ok massive would probably cost too much in plastic surgery....but "cute"?!?!?! Man that one hurt.

Speaking of hurting, on the way home to take my hot bath and relax and try to forget the fact that my body HATES me, I passed some of the skull thugs. Not wanting to shirk my duty I took thm and several other groups of their gang out. Can you believe it! I got a com-call stating I had SL6 clearance! I didn't even realize I was being watched! Well the powers that be also told me I could get help unlocking a new power, from what they termed a "powerset" which all that means to me is a previously undiscovered set of powers. They told me that they used the blood from one of my many visits to Cygnus to work out some of my DNA and now I have a flying kick. Can't wait to use it! Now though....I NEED SLEEP.

Later today I think I will check in on an old friend.....

My Virtue character is The Hero's Healer. You can't miss him, he's red and white and wears a pair of welding goggles.

I usually play 6-11 PM Eastern Time.

Hello

If you couldn't tell, it's me, COR from the original threads originator/coauthor of the Alterverse threads, which I have on my hard drive and plan to return to these forums at some point. Anyway here's my characters...

name: COR
type: Technology Tanker
Power Set: Invul/Super Strength/Leap
Super Group: Paragon's Heroic Defenders (tentative)

also --

Name: Stormkrow
type: Natural Scrapper
Powers: Katana/Reflexes (no third power set yet)
Super Group: Paragon's Heroic Defenders (also tentative)

I definitly rp, though I haven't met alot of other rpers until probably yesterday. Both characters are comic book characters I created. Stormkrow loves the women, so if you have a female character and he hits on you I promise I'm just rping

Dr. Nathaniel Black had always loved history, fascinated by the ancient cultures of the world. It was a natural progression for this Virginia boy to attend William and Mary University once old enough. In time, he achieved his masters in Ancient Egyptian Culture.

As luck would have it, Nathaniel was hired onto a team that discovered a new site south of Cairo. Particularly fascinated with burial rituals and mummification practices, Dr. Black was the first scientist to be in attendance when they dug up the previously undiscovered tomb. The sarcophogus was long, composed entirely of gold. Due to a series of hoaxes, the team needed to make sure that the find was a "legitimate" one. From the hieroglyphics on the walls, they found that this tomb belonged to a Pharoah called Ateth, or "Eater of Shadows".

Dr. Nathaniel Black was chosen to determine if the sarcaphogus was truly dated back to ancient Egypt. As he was using some of the most advanced carbon dating techniques around the tomb, he slipped and bumped the sarcophagus lid. A great rush of air sounded from within the sarcophagus and a spray of dust shot into the face of Dr. Nathaniel Black, sending him straight to the stone floor. When his co-workers came to check on him, he was not breathing--he was dead.

The team cancelled the dig and took the corpse back towards Cairo. The team never made it back. Magi from The Circle intercepted the vehicle and killed everyone there with destructive magics, leaving the already dead Dr. Nathaniel Black. That night, Nathaniel woke up, but it was as if it was a dream. He could feel himself standing up, looking at the burned SUV with his charred associates within and start running back towards the tomb of Pharaoh Ateth. He could tell that his body was lean, muscular and significantly taller. In fact, it did not look like his body at all. His eyes pierced the dark gloom with ease and his strides were sure and strong...

Nathaniel was horrified. He spoke, asking "Hello?". The voice that uttered was not his own. Thinking he would wake up from this dream at any moment, Nathaniel ventured more, "Who are you? What's happened to me?"

For the first time, Dr. Nathaniel Black did not feel like he was alone in this new body--there was another spririt, another soul within. His strange voice responded, "I am Pharaoh Ateth, once a King of these lands. Our lives are now forever linked, Dr. Nathaniel Black. When you opened my sarcophagus, you released my essence into the first available vessel. That vessel is you. For the rest of our lives, the Ba and Ka spirits will reside in one flesh."

Nathaniel yelled out in protest on the edge of hysteria, "What are you talking about? Why me!"

A gentle voice responded from the same mouth as they ran, "Dr. Nathaniel Black of Virginia in the United States of America...I did not mean to take away your life. For this, I can never convey the gratitude I have for what you are doing for me. You see, I planned this day. I planned this day to return to the land of the living centuries later so that I must do what needs to be done..."

Nathaniel's consciousness seemed a bit more calm, even curious, "What do you mean?"

Ateth responded candidly, "My name is Ateth, the 'Eater of Souls'. I was not born with this name--I was given it. I was an accomplished Pharaoh when I came to power. My benevolence was well known all over the lands. But my lands were faced with a great darkness, an evil faction that wielded magics long forgotten by most. I sought tuteluge from all of my kingdom's most renowned priests. They taught me the ways of magic so that I would better understand my enemy and how to defeat them. When I discovered that I could not beat back the tide of darkness, I decided that I would perform the Ritual of Creeping Death and wake up at another time. You see, my Queen was killed by this faction of evil magicians. I left the kingdom to my son's capable hands and I chose to fight another day, for fear that our magics would not survive the war.

The Ritual of Creeping Death is a ritual that I performed on myself, with the help of some of my most loyal priests. What the ritual does is bring death to my body, but holds my soul in a sort of stasis. Once the ritual was completed, my advisors locked me away in my tomb. I would live again when a sentient being came close enough for me to merge with them. You are that living being Dr. Nathaniel Black."

Pause. In a resigned voice, Nathaniel asked, "How does this work?"

"Unfortunately the ritual cannot be reversed. You and I are forever linked. Your body has changed and taken on the semblance of my former body until it is time for us to both part from this world. You have released your surface memories to me, but not your stored knowledge. You can release this to me. On the otherhand, I can give you all the knowledge that I know..."

"You mean there is no way for me to get back my body? I can never be 'alone'?"

"I am sorry. Your body is gone. It is part of the ritual. We are also linked souls, so you will never entirely be alone. I feel I must tell you why this was a necessity, Dr. Nathaniel Black. There is an evil that does not belong in this world. The magics of my people did not belong in this world either. But as long as their magic existed, it was best that ours remained as well. Does our magic remain?"

Dr. Nathaniel Black thought about Ateth's question and responded, "I am not sure what you are asking, so I will share with you what I know. If we are to be 'merged', you should know about modern times..."

Flashes of his life were released to his conscious level, all of his experiences poured forth from the mental recesses of his mind, even the embarassing and shameful memories.

Ateth chuckled, "I like you Dr. Nathaniel Black. You and I are indeed kindred souls. It is my turn..."

A flood of memories washed from Ateth into the soul of Nathaniel. Visions of lands centuries past, practices long forgotten, a people so rich in culture were all revealed to the doctor of Ancient Egyptian studies.

"We were so wrong. Your culture is far more intricate and amazing than we ever gave it credit for. I also saw the evil of what you speak of--I think this evil exists today as The Circle and a few other malicious magical groups. Oh...I am sorry about your Queen. She was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

"Thank you, Nathaniel, indeed she was. I get the sense from you that you are not entirely against this arrangement...?"

"No Ateth. I must admit that I have always wanted my life to contribute something to this world, to Paragon City and beyond, but I never thought I would be able to--that is different now. You...errr we have powers and talents that can make a difference. I wish to be a part of that."

"Oh, you are a part of it, Nathaniel. I cannot exist without you, so you are very much a part of this effort. I was known as the 'Eater of Shadows' in my days because of my efforts in the fight against the evil that assaulted my kingdom. We shall be known this way again--with your help..."

The muscular Egyptian crossed the sands with uncanny speed and came upon his tomb in mere minutes. Once at the tomb, Ateth entered reverently. The place had been torn apart by those who sought Ateth. The Pharaoh smiled and walked over to one of the side walls and gingerly waved his fingers across the hieroglyphics. Seamlessly, the wall recessed revealing a small box. Opening the ancient box delicately, Ateth pulled out his intricately carved golden wrist bands, shin guards, boots, pants and headress. Quickly, he put on what possessions were left, took a rolled up parchment and exited the tomb.

Nathaniel asked, "What is the parchment? And why do 'our' eyes glow?"

Ateth chuckled, "The parchment is what must be relearned by us, Nathaniel. So many centuries have passed that we must relearn the sorcerous arts that I once knew--time wears on the mind, regardless of the magics meant to preserve it. I was warned by my previous advisors that this may happen.

As for the eyes? I am not a natural creature, Nathaniel. Such magics were never meant to still exist on this world, but they do. Because we are an aberration of this world, we will forever be set apart as 'different'."

"We are certainly that..."

May 3rd
Woke up this morning and I can barely move. I thought Spring training was rough. I was wrong! Those Skulls can really beat you to a pulp! And what the hell was up with that cadaver puking on me? That is just gross. If I wanted that I would go back to my old Tappa Kega Brewa days.
Man wonder what the guys would say if they knew that red and yellow spandexclad bloody pulp being wheeled into Cygnus was me. Hey..... will all my goofs be shown on the 11 o'clock news? I barely remember that reporter asking me what had turned me into hamburger before the Crey machnes began their miracle work.
I'm seemingly stuck at security level 5, they told me as long as I kept being rushed from the scenes of muggings in a Hefty bag I can't earn my 6th level. Can't blame them...... and even worse are those people I thought I could help and I let down. "Yay I'm saved! Oh crap he sucks! Bet that hurt!"

Oh.....my.....God...... my hair even hurts! OK, gonna grab some breakfast and take a very long, very hot bath and work these kinks out. Will write later doubt I get out of the apartment today.......awww man! I think I am missing some teeth! I need to find a Team, one with a good dental plan.....

Attention

Name: Beret
Origin: Natural
Archetype: Blaster
Main Power: Assault Rifle
Secondary Power: Devices
Playtimes: 12pm - 6pm CST (18-24 CET)

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8 per server i think.

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9. If it is hostile contact the govenors of CA, or MN.

I like your style of artwork, I'd like to be able to do something like that one day. I'm trying to develop my drawing skills as well (especially the cartoony/comic bookish style), but I have a looong way to go (I never thought of myself as someone who'd be good at art, so I never pursued it, but I realized that it's never too late to try).
Cool screenie of 'Scrubbs' in action too, that katana makes for quite a scalpel,lol. Can't say I'd want her operating on me, that's for sure. And I'll bet that's what the mooks say as well when they see her heading their way.

Biography/Origin
Alice Yates was once a plastic surgeon (fixing the damage left by muggings and flying debris for citizens and superheros alike) living and working in Galaxy City.
She studied iaido (a martial art based on the concepts of bushido and practiced with a sword) in order to improve her concentration and self-control.
Recently, she realized her superhuman abilities and has ventured forth to use her mutation powered talents to protect the city...

Screenshots
Scrubbs at the hospital: link
Scrubbs in action: link

Artwork (by myself)
Scrubbs about to attack: link
Thoughtful Scrubbs: link
Headshots: link

Comments and crits on the art and character design welcome, I'd say.

Come on, I wrote it in 5 minutes.. that's gotta be worth something!

When he got to Paragon City, he had intended to tell the truth. But there on the newstand was a paper with a picture of the fire on the front page. He knew that his mistake would follow him even here. So he lied. On his registry card he said he was from Poland, and that his father had been briefly in the Defenders of the Motherland.

His father had been a Defender, but had taken the first chance he got to leave the country. Anyone with a past like that had to move around to avoid being conscripted into a suicide mission. Even when his parents married, they had to be careful. That was the family Alexi Judzviak was born into.

That life didn't last long, thankfully. The Berlin Wall fell, the Iron Curtain was lifted, and Communism died. Alexi's family lived in a small town at the time, in the middle of nowhere.

But when he was thirteen his powers started to manifest. And shortly thereafter he fell in with others like him in that regard.

They called themselves the Fallen. They were mutants, mages, and anyone else who could do great things, but chose not to. Alexi's father was involved in the community, and was trying desperately to track where the Fallen were getting their funds.

Time went on, and Alexi started to see changes in what he once thought was a group of friends. Adults started meeting with the group's leaders, and illegal activities began to be encouraged. Not forced, but those who didn't participate were ostracized.

Alexi tried to do as little of this as possible, but he was seventeen then, and beginning to be torn between all of his commitments. So he made a choice. And paid for it.
To be continued.

-Abdiel, Justice server

***JUST TO CLARIFY TO ALL READERS***

These entries are supposedly taken from the personal journal of my character, Dr. Marissa Yi. Just how I decided to roleplay it as to not give away any of the storyline for new players. Hope you enjoy it.

Cheers

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Tell her "Honey... would you marry me? Well, as long as we move to Virtue..."

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Heh, she'd hit me if I said that (she hates marraige).