Ex_Libris

Name : Mourngrymn
Mutant Energy Blaster
Supergroup : None Yet. . .
Times I normally play : After 6:30pm EST Monday through Friday and pretty much all day on Sundays.

Looking for a good group of people to RP with during those times. PM or email me if your on.

What follows is the origin of my main character in every major game I have played. Everyone of them, while being in different genres all have the same basic reason for who they are to keep them true to the name. I appologize for the long beginning, but I felt it needed a good background to understand what the characters went through to get where they are.

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*beep*. . .*beep*. . .*beep*. . .

“Cain! Christopher! Your alarm has been going off for five minutes now, don’t you think it is time to get up?” A woman’s voice pierced through the sleepy haze of young dreams. “You two better not be late again!” she yelled.

An arm snakes out from under the rumpled covers and taps the alarm multiple times to turn it off. With the bright Saturday sun shining through the window the arm shot back under the covers as if it would harm the person from its exposure.

“BOYS!” cried their mother. Sounds of dishes clinking together was a sure sign that breakfast was being made ready.

“I’m up mom. . .” a sluggish voice mumbles from under a pillow. “Hey. . . Cain. . . get up man, it’s time to go to practice.” Christopher mumbles as he throws the covers to the floor and steps out of bed, sleep still covering his eyes with a glaze. Standing at six feet tall Christopher was as tall as his father had been. And while still only 17 and young, his football practice had begun to fill out his skinny frame to something that would resemble the man he would grow into. With his short military cropped hair cut he looked a little older, like his father did when he went to work at Celitec Labs.

His younger brother Cain was nearly as tall, just broader of shoulder and his long hair always seemed on the verge of dancing to its own tune in the wind. They were both of similar tanned skin and an odd form of hazel eyes that seemed to change color with their moods. Where Christopher had dark hair similar to his fathers, Cain had the long flowing blond hair of his mothers.

A pillow sailed a short flight across the room to land on Cain as he attempted to go back to sleep. He jumped to a sitting position wild eyed and unsure of what awoke him. “Huh? What? I. . . hey Chris, what the hell did you do that for?” Cain said with a sleepy slurred speech.

“Its time to get up man. Mom will not be happy if we are late for football practice two weeks in a row.” He emphasized this by ripping Cain’s covers from his bed as he tried to slip back under. Giving up, Cain seemed to pour himself off his bed, standing up on unsteady legs as if learning to walk again.

“Wow I feel funny today Chris. I don’t think I’m going to go to practice today man, I feel sick.” Cain stated as he stumbled to the bathroom. Nausea nearly overtaking him. “Your not taking a shower?”

“Na, just to get all dirty again at practice? I’ll wait until we get back. Unlike you I don’t need a shower to wake up.” emphasizing this with a dirty shirt thrown at his brother's back as he retreated into the bathroom they shared.

“You shouldn’t have come in late last night then. You know. Mom will flip when she finds out you snuck out last night to go to the lake with your buddies and what’s-her-name.” Christopher stated while throwing a tee shirt over his head.

“You mean if she finds out, and if she does you forget I keep you protected in that pocket of yours on the field. I may forget who to block.” Cain declared as he hopped in the shower to wake up. Christopher couldn’t see his brothers face from their bedroom, but he heard the sarcasm in his voice. He also heard the unspoken, ‘I’ll do it to!’ that lingered on in the silence.

“Besides, you simpleton, her name is Julia not what’s-her-name. And you with you 4.0 grade average.” The rest of his comment was garbled under the water as he stuck his head under the shower head.

Christopher and Cain were typical of twin brothers. They fought, they argued, and they beat on each other every chance that they could get. But when it came down to it, they were inseparable. They always claimed to be able to tell the other’s mood just by thinking about it. Being twins, everyone had always thought that was a natural thing to happen. They would never let anyone else threaten or harass the other, saying only they could do it because it was family.

The boys finally made it to breakfast with their mother, after arguing who was going to drive to practice. Cain won only because he physically tore the keys from his brother’s hands as they wrestled into the hallway.

“You two boys will be sleeping outside if you don’t stop that horse playing in the house. Save it for practice!” even though her voice was sharp her tone was loving and her true feelings were shown on her face as it lit up with a smile as the two boys entered the kitchen. “Now, do you two think you can leave each other alone long enough to eat? I made you both bacon and eggs, don’t fill up though I don’t want you to get sick at the field.”

It was a typical morning breakfast in the Alexander house. There was laughter, and jokes, and even a little thrown food when mom wasn’t looking. All in all, it was a good morning.

Corpsi here.

usually play 6-11 p.m. CST

"Ah, it's good to finally meet another 'natural' human," said the man in the combat armor to the gun-toting newcomer, Kyle Helsing. "You are 'natural', right?" he added with a questioning look to Mr. Helsing. "I hope so, because I was beginning to feel superior around all these super-beings and I really don't need that going to my head," he said, chuckling.

"By the way," said the armored man, "the name is Decker." He paused to fire a slug into a Cadaver's skull, splattering a nearby wall with rotten grey matter. "Captain Decker of the U.N.'s Task Force Overwatch," he continued, casually saluting the group of crimefighters.

"Oh, and Neko," said Decker, peering over at the feline-person busily pummeling a thug. "Who said I missed?" With that he winked at Neko and got back to business....

A man with aqua blue hair descends from a nearby rooftop. His outfit is mostly black with red, flamelike stripes running along each side. His lower arms are encased in large, armored gloves, and his boots expand from the back of his legs, revealing a small exhaust port in each.

He looks over at the assembled crown and nods slightly. "My name is Dark Inferno", he says, "and I am here to help Paragon City fight the criminal element that seeps from the dark places." His face shows the hint of rage as he continues. "Especially the works of the maniacal Dr.Vahzilok. His crimes are the worst that one human can inflict on another."

His expression softens. "I am here for all, and I will help as I can."

EXTREMLY ARMED & DANGEROUS, ELIMINATE ON SITE
SURVEILLANCE PHOTOS
http://www.creyindustries.com/viewhero.php?id=1684

Weapons & Tactics Expert
File Name: Diaz, Jerry
SN: 606-JB-824
Primary Military Specialty: Assault Weapons
Secondary Military Specialty: Martial Arts
Birthplace: Miami, FL
Grade: GS-12 (TERMINATED)

A former Ranger, SECTION-8 has a high pain threshold & a moderate temperament.
A qualified expert/specialist with all NATO small arms & assault weapons.
He has highly developed reflexes and expertise in hand-to-hand martial arts combat. SECTION-8 likes to be the first one in on combat assaults because he knows that he can provide the best covering and suppressive fire to allow the rest of his Spec Op team to deploy. This dubbing him the name “Section-8”
Once apart of TACLET (Tactical Law Enforcement Team), a high-risk counter terrorist/drug team. Secretly funded by Crey Industries. Crey Industries true reason for this was to eliminate their competitors by supplying false intelligence & locations of their whereabouts.

Section-8 surpassed all expectations of Crey Industries. So they recruited him into their Spec Op team at their main building.
Supplying him with all the latest technology in weapons. Jerry was a model employee till he was told to open fire on a group of unarmed protesters. After not obeying orders, his own men were ordered to fire upon him & the protesters.
Needless to say that the Spec ops teams weren’t left standing, in the end. Many protestors lost their lives. Crey industries planted weapons & reported that the demonstrators were in fact terrorists, which opened fire first. Ever since then, he has vanished. Filled with guilt is now on a vendetta to destroy Crey Industries.
If spotted ELLIMINATE him on site!

Chapter-1 OPERATION-Eviction Notice
Moments after the incident that took place at the entrance to Crey industries.
Section-8 grabbed his sister & fled the scene before more Spec Op soldiers showed up.
His sister lays in his arms quickly bleeding to death… He removes his mask, “Jerry” in a shocked voice she replies.
It was her last words before she passes into the after life. Dropping pamphlets into the floor soaked with her blood.
A single tear run-downs Section-8’s face onto hers, “THEY WILL PAY!!!!” He picks up a pamphlet from the floor & it reads: STOP pollution in Paragon City! Move your chemical factories elsewhere! The pamphlet has a photograph of a Crey Industries factory & a boy sick in bed on it. “Consider them evicted sis..” Section-8 puts his mask back on, lays his sister on the ground with her arms crossed & walks away. He gets back to his apartment to quickly gather his armament & gear. Afterwards he calls in a few favors from his buddies at TACLET.

At 1755 (5:55 PM) Section-8 meets up with Mad-Dog, his long time friend from TACLET at an Alley near Crey Industries Factory. Mad-Dog say “Nice costume *Evil-Grin*, anyways I got what ya ask for. 1 Crate of C-5, 20 blasting caps with remote detonators, 1 Crate of Frag grenades, and 1 Crate of Flash Bangs, a few Heavy Assault weaps, these new nifty dart tranquilizer guns & a new Identity. Would ya like an apple pie with that? *Snickers*
So where, when, & what party we crashing?” Section-8 points to the factory & says “Now” Mad-Dog replies “Groovy…” & begins to prep the explosives. Section-8 “try to keep it less than lethal, I want to destroy the building & leave the chemicals alone, it’ll cost Crey Industries plenty to dispose of the stuff. I’ll clear the building & you’ll be
planting the c-4”.

2000-Guard switch: Safeties off, silencers on, locked & loaded it’s go time. They cut though the barbwire fence using liquid nitrogen gun & make way to the loading docks. Both shot 2 guards near the entrance door, putting them to sleep from the Tranq. Darts & drag their bodies into the bushes away from the building. Section-8 uses his security access card to gain entry into the factory. As they enter they split up, Mad-dog heads to the basement & Section-8 heads to the Security room. The Security room door flies open & all was heard is 2 thuds from 2 security guards hitting the floor, quickly a sleep. ”Great more bodies to drag… on 2nd thought, sucks to be them. Any ways your clear Mad-Dog.” Section-8 heads to 4th floor to retrieve the hard drives from the high security computers & returns to the security room.
Section-8 “how ya doing Mad-dog?” Mad-Dog “ready daddy-o , lets buggy” One of the explosive were triggered. Alarms begin to ring. Section-8 begins to shout over the factories Radio system “Get out of the factory NOW!!! It’s gonna blow..!” Section-8 meets up with Mad-Dog at the fence where they started.
“Hand me the remote Mad-Dog, this one is for you sis..” <BOOM>

Chapter 2-Crey Industries profile entry
Unknown to Section-8; we retrieved his sister's corpse & had placed her in the Re-Birth Project. She can be an asset to eliminate Section-8 in the future.
Section-8's sister is currently in the 1st stage of the Re-Birth project.
We have live feeds on all security cameras belonging to Crey Industries Facilities, which is recorded here at our main building. The culprits at the destruction of one of our chemical plant were Section-8 & an accomplice. Our computers are working on the identity of the accomplice. Once identified, he will be eliminated. *UP-DATED* Second accomplice is know as Mad-Dog, an ex-member of TACLET.

Mad-Dog's File:http://www.creyindustries.com/viewhero.php?id=1842

We have dispatched Night-Fall our ninja operative, to assassinate him. Mad-Dog will be enlisted into project Re-Birth, after his is untimely death. Mad-Dog’s body was badly damaged during his assassination & cannot be enrolled into the project. Upper management is upset with this & wants Night-fall to take his place. Our attempt to slay Night-Fall failed & he vanished with out a trace.

Section-8 is quickly becoming a top priority here at Crey Industries. Upper management is displeased after being notified that we haven’t located him & came up with nothing from his apartment. They fear that we have not seen the last of him & have ordered heightened security at all our installations. Our techs will be ministering his bank & credit card activity. We have operatives watching his apartment, as well as Mad-Dog’s. END ENTRY.

Chapter 3- ROOM SERVICE
At a contacts resort on the beach section-8 sits on a balcony overlooking the ocean decrypting the stolen hard drives from Crey industries pondering his next move. Little to his knowledge mad dog had fallen fate to Crey industries ninja operative Night-Fall. Yet another soul stolen and placed in Night-fall's memories. Upon completion Section-8 attempts calling Mad Dog with no answer. The thought crosses Section-8’s mind “Something’s up.. Mad Dog never lets the phone ring more than twice especially since he was waiting for my phone call”. Section-8 notifies Chip, the contact hacker, that he will be back for the decryption notes and hard drives later but don’t let up on the search for more information. Section-8 grabs his guns off the desk in front of him and leaps off the balcony with not further word to his actions. While enroute to Mad Dogs apartment Section-8 attempts a second call. “COME ON MAD DOG PICK UP! **** IT PICK UP!” but the phone call ends with no success. Section-8 knowing how if anything has happened to Mad Dog the Crey industries will a have a operatives monitoring the place, so he parks two blocks down and one block over from the complex because the operatives search area will not be that big. Stealthy Section-8 climbs to the roof of the building adjacent to Mad Dogs apartment with weapons drawn and his game face on. Just as he expected Snipers! Taking them out with the simplest two round shots in the head he has ever fired, they never saw it coming. Section-8 believes they got off easy they never saw their attackers face. Repelling down the wall with a stolen radio he took off one of the snipers he listens carefully for the positions and plans of the other operatives. Once on the ground he walks across the street calmly with the sniper rifle slung across his back. Since Mad Dog lived on the second floor Section-8 knew he had two choices “the stairs or the elevator?, The elevator will be a death trap for sure, I better stick with the stairs.” Back against the wall, pistols drawn slowly he advances up the stairs. The Stairwell lighting cast a sickening glow on the walls but as he is about to turn to go up the second set of stairs to the second floor he turn and fires both guns up to toward the door. Down goes another Crey operative. “What fools to use the tactics I taught them against me? Do they think I’m that much in a hurry that I would forget my own training”. On the second floor crouched below the window guns facing either direction poised and waiting for the operatives to come out of hiding. He hears footsteps running toward his position coming from either direction, he places his fingers on the triggers, leans out a little ways and lets the rounds fly and empty magazines drop. “Just like shooting fish in a barrel, these guys are so predictable.” Unshouldering the sniper rifle and moving two steps to the left of the door of mad dogs apartment remembering to stay low and dropping to one knee he places the barrel of the rifle just inches away from the wall and squeezes off a silent round which is followed by a dull thud and many explicit words. Section-8 kicks the door wide open and points his pistols at the head of what should be the last operative laying on the ground applying pressure to his upper right chest. The shot had clearly penetrated his armor and punctured his lung then exiting the body with no bullet to be found. Section-8 yells” where is he? What have they done with him?! Tell me now before you drown in your own blood you disgusting pig!!” Nothing comes out of the operative’s mouth except for a few muffled gasps for air and a slight gurgling noise, yet he has the strength to still make one final gesture toward section-8. He flips him the bird. Section-8 responds with a squeeze of a trigger, with the thought “that will leave a mark” crossing his mind. Searching Mad Dogs apartment all rooms are clean and clear like nothing had happened with one room left to check his bedroom. Opening the bedroom slowly hoping for the best but knowing he should expect the worst section-8 couldn’t prepare him for the scene that lay before him. A blood stained bed with a small frog made from paper laid delicately on the blood stained pillowcase like a mint on a hotel bed. No time to call room service now, more operatives are on the way. On his way out he grabs the frog and Mad Dogs dog tags off the counter and walks out the door with rage in his eyes and despair in his heart. “YOUR DAYS ARE NUMBERED CREY!”

Chapter 4: Phone Log
Section-8 calls Chip while on the way out of Mad-Dog’s Apartment to see if Chip gathered any incriminating documents from the stolen hard drives.

Section-8: What do you got for me Chip.

Chip: I got the man who ordered the attack on the protesters

Section-8: So spit it out, Chip!

Chip: Mark Roberts, he’s the crisis management officer over at Crey Industries main building that ordered the attack
& planting of the weapons.

Section-8: “He’s a dead man!! Chip can you do a word search in the files on the hard drive?”

Chip: “Sure thing 8, what’s the word?”

Section-8: “Origami”

Chip: “Give me a sec boss… <Loading> Holy $#^% 8, this guy looks like a real bad *#@. This guy is some high tech ninja assassin with a large body count; hell his file is still loading. Anyways his trade mark is leaving origami behind after he assassinates his mark (target).”

Section-8: (Exhales with anger)“Send me their files.”

Chip: Roger 8, here they come <Uploading>
Mark Robert's file: http://www.creyindustries.com/viewhero.php?id=1551
Night-fall's file: http://www.creyindustries.com/viewhero.php?id=1644

Chip reaches for a drink & drops his phone on the ground. As he picks up the phone, he gets allot of feedback on it.

Chip: “Oh no…. oh no… please… (Chip opens his computer) BAH!!! (The hard drive has a blinking red light)
Hey 8, they got a tracking device of their hard drives!!

Section-8: “Chip get the hell outta there!!

Chip: (Turns around to his balcony door that was left open) I’m %$#@&*! AHHH…!

Section-8: CHIP!!! CHIP!!!

Chip’s phone: (Breathing.., Night-Fall listens)

Section-8: Who is this?!! CHIP!!?

Chip's phone: (Hangs up)

Chapter 5- You Got Mail.
After Chip’s phone hangs up Section-8 mutters, “I’m sorry chip..”
Section-8 looks at his palm-pad & reviews Robert’s file, while sitting in his car. “Looks like I’m heading to Steel Canyon. Hell most of Crey Industries top dogs live there. Like some sort of syndicate.”

<Beep Beep-Incoming E-mail>
Section-8 gets an e-mail from Chip’s account.
Your enemies are my enemies..
Your friend is ok & Mad-Dog was only business.
<File>Location of Crey Industries Weapons Testing Facilities.
<File> HAW-75 (Heavy Assault Weapon 75-cal)
<File> ESG-45 (Electrical Shocking Gloves 45 volts)

Section-8 starts up his car & races over to Chip’s place.
Section-8 arrives at Chip’s & races up the stairs with his weapons drawn. Then precedes to shot the door open & checking for any unfriendly’s, pointing his guns in all directions. "Chip!?" He shouts as he tactically clears the rooms.
Section-8 finds chip lying on the floor in the computer room with a tranquillizer dart in his neck. "Sleeping like a baby" *Chuckles with a smile* Relieved that chip is ok, he removes the dart from chips neck. Chip awakens shocked "What the....". Section-8 "It’s was only a tranq dart Chip, you ok." Chip "He's such a bad @#$%, well not as bad #%^ as you 8." Chip notices the stolen hard drives are missing & the tracking devices are lying in the bottom of a cup of water (destroyed). Chip lashes out with "Son of.. All that useful data I could of retrieved... Sorry 8" "Well Night-fall sent me a little gift or a big trap, take a look at these files." Section-8 replies. Chip looks over the files from Section-8's data pad & copies the files onto his computer. Chip says "Wow these weapons are intense, he even sent you blue prints to the place. It'll be like taking candy from a baby or you being the moth to the flame." Section-8 & Chip sit down & plan out how they will retrieve the weapons.

*Mission Plan*
Tactical Coms- Chip & Sectoion-8 will have 2-way earpiece radios.

Chip's job- Chip will remain at his pad & hack into the live security video at the testing facilities. Once hacked in he will record the feed & loop it, making Section-8's not visible on the security cameras. Then watch the real live feed to ensure Section-8 isn't noticed by the roaming guards or building personnel.

Section-8's job- Retrieve Proto type weapon un-noticed.

Entry Point- Sewers & enter building though storm grate in the secured indoor parking garage.

Travel route- Enter stairwell & proceed to the 5th floor. Then head to the end of the hall on the left. Exit same way entered.

Secured room entry- Use the voice sample from the file Night-fall sent & use Chip's Security bypass hand held computer.

Plan B- If the crap hits the fan, Section-8 will shoot his way out!

Section-8 plan goes off with out a hitch & in possession of new toy.
"Oh.. Mr... Roberts..."

To Continued....

Well, I'm new here. Duh?

I picked Virtue because Role-Play=Good Fun and that seemed like where everyone is going. So, without further ado...

Tokaki - Gifted by the Four Gods of Heaven and Earth with amazing martial arts powers, plus in one level, the ability to Teleport, earning him the nickname 'Blinking Fighter.' Warning. He's kinda perverted. (Magical Scrapper Martial Arts/Super Reflexes...also my MAIN)

Tingle - Born with the amazing ability to control electricity. (Mutant Blaster electricity blasts/control)

Mentok - The Mind Taker - Natural Controller. Mind Control powers and other related abilities. Often quoted as saying "We TAKE the minds. We don't borrow, we don't give...we TAKE." (Fun character only.)

Blue Medic - No idea, except she's a Science Defender

Rockbreaker - Not much on him, either, except he's a Tech Tanker with earth related powers. Robotic arms.

Shocktrooper - Technology blaster. Don't have much basis for his character yet either, except that I think it involves finding some sort of suit somewhere

I thought I'd start a post were RPers on Victory could post their characters name and the days/times they play so that it will be easier for RPers to link up, not nessasarily to form a SG but to team up and RP some. I'll go first...

Tigerman
Male Natural/Scrapper Claws/Super Reflexes


Online usally 6PM to 9PM Wed. 7PM to late Fri. Rest of the weekend is whenever I can plus sometimes I play monday evenings.

Lord Morcalivan and his Dark Shroud villains. Think we got over 45 atm. Was 42 before release but am getting a spike in recruitment since they announced working on CoV. Guess poeple finally believe when me I said they were gonna have it eventually...

Name: Eclipse
Supergroup: The Mutant Project - A group with X-men's Group style Roleplaying, but with full originality and none of the references. Click here For more info.

I am on weekday evenings and Weekends. Feel free to look me up if you have a Storyline involving a Dark type of hero.

I say we give it a couple more days before we decide to jump the "RP ship" so to speak and move to another server and start over again.

It was fine earlier today, but I had some annoying lag a few hours ago. It's probably just a matter of some maintenence and what not.

Linerty sounds good to me guys. I have been having troubles with virtue too. I have characters on infinity and victory now - but neither has anything close to a strong RP community. I will be creating my RP chaarcter on Liberty tontite or tomorrow. A controller known as Cursed Chaos (assuming the name isn't taken) hope to see you there.

Night Wolf, no affiliation... yet. Hoping to join Project:Rebirth as soon as I get introduced by my contact there.

Backups: Rock Salt and PsyTac

Well I just started playing today (YEAH!!!!), and my girlfriend and I started up on Virtue because I wanted to be (hopefully) around more people that would at least act like they were some kind of hero and playing a RPG instead of just another monster mash MMO....

Now I can't get into Virtue...

Why not just pick one of the lower populated (currently) servers? Like, Liberty?

Lobe hears his name and turns to find the source. Because Lobe is approximately 10 feet in circumferance at the chest his rotation acts upon the remaining hellion clinging to his back as it would to a pin on the outside edge of a spinning LP.

Oblivious to the thug sailing away from his body, and incidentally, into the undead who had just recently suffered a permanent disarming, Lobe brightens at the prospect of a fellow hero requiring his aid. "I'm coming nice lady!" and, polite as ever, "Excuse me sir. Maam. Sorry about the foot miss. Oops, was that yours? Here you go." Lobe finishes handing a disconnected forearm to the undead at the back of the group as he finally reaches Deth and the Eidolon in mortal contest.

The abominations behind, ignoring the various wounds and indignities put upon them by Lobe's passage, about-face and lumber back towards the unsuspecting Lobe.

Ok, as of now Virtue is the most populated (or 2nd most..not sure about Justice) and half the people that will be playing don't even have their games yet. And that's to say nothing about the thousands of people who refuse to buy a game until it's been out a month or two so they can hear the reviews of players.

When I logged on Virtue was in the red as "heavy load". What happens when the rest of the pre-orders get their games? Virtue might become almost unplayable due to it being the unofficial rp server. I'm affraid that we might just have to pick a 2nd rp server for just this reason.

Any other opinions?

I myself go by (The) Lieutenant, currently a Mutation/Tanker on Virtue. Looking forward to seeing the lot of you.

The Rumbler finds no harm in becoming attached to your powersuit. What has technology and science come this far for, if not to enhance the lives we live?

My scientific "mutation", if you will, was not on purpose. But these new powers never go unused when danger is afoot.

The Rubbish Rumbler does not fear scientific addiction!

Time to take out the TRASH!

Black Atom , leader of the RP-friendly group known as Project: Rebirth!

Great story as always!!! Geeze, how many people are there here from AO?

Katt

Blitzer just arrived in Paragon City last night and has yet to link up with other heroes. He'll need to in order to find Professor S. - the man responsible for his new powers.

The name's Shadow Spike. Give me a tell if ya want ta.
pretty much on whenever i can be, no group yet though

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Well, I'm somewhat of a pessimist but it seems to me virtue is as populated as most servers and I don't see anymore roleplaying than on Guardian or any of them.

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I dunno, based on your posts so far I'd say you're doing a great job of roleplaying a Troll...

GodsFire -- Applicant to The Survivors
The Mechanic -- Independant

Well guys and gals i have gone threw all the posts and picked up all the good stuff, and left out all the l33t I\/I u I\/I 6 o (mumbo) 0ut.

Copy past and learn cause here is the total compulation



Steel: Steel Canyon

Sky: Skyway City

AP: Atlas Park

gc: GAlaxy City

PP: Perez Park

Door: Mission door waypoint

PBAE - Point Blank Area Effect

AFK - Away from Keyboard

LOL - Laugh Out Loud

ROFL - Rolling On Floor Laughing

AoE - Area of Effect

DoT - Damage Over Time

Nuke - Damage ability

Inc! - Incomming Monsters

Mob - NPC monster, means Mobile Object, comes from MUDs (Multi-User Dungeon)

NPC - Non-Player Character

PC - Player Character

Toon/Char - PC character

BBL - Be Back Later

GTG or G2G - "Good To Go" meaning pull more monsters. Though some people use it as "Got To Go" meaning they need to leave.

TP = teleport

idk = I don't know

brb = be right back

PBAoE= Point-Blank (or player-based) Area of Effect. That is: a power that has an area of affect centered on the hero who has the power.

AoE= Area of Effect Just like above, except the center is something other than the player using the power. Usually this is a NPC or (sometimes) a point on the ground.

DO= Dual Origin enhancement. The manual describes these.

SO= Single Origin enhancement

MMORPG = Massively Multiplayer Online Role-Playing Game (okay, most probably know this one )

toon = character

buff = a power that increases the abilities of a hero (e.g. increases defense)

debuff = a power that decreases the abilities of a mob (e.g. decreases defense)

CoT = Circle of Thorns

enh = enhancement

insp = inspiration

Root: To immobilize a mob.

Burn: To dump a lot of damage into a mob in order to kill it quickly.

Tank: To engage in hand to hand combat in a manner designed to keep the attention of the enemies on yourself, rather than on weaker teammates.

Pull: To hit a specific enemy, in order to begin combat with either /just/ it or it and a group of mobs.

Zone: Either a specific area within the game, or the process by which one moves from one to the other, i.e. "Didn't get your last tell, I was zoning."

Griefer: A player who derives apparent enjoyment from lowering the enjoyment of others.

Ganger, gangster, criminal, perp: Generic term for the mobs that appear on the streets and in early missions that are members of a particular Warriors-esque gang.

KS -- Kill steal

Snare - to lower the run speed

Kite - To run around holding the attension of a monster staying out of melee range and using ranged attacks

PK - Player Killer

PvP - Player vs Player (PC vs PC)

PvE - Player vs Environment (PC vs NPC)

Newbie - Someone new to the game

n00b - Someone who is annoying/refuses to learn/stupid.

CC = Crowd Control (Immobilizing/Holding/Sleeping extra enemies)

dps = damage per second. May refer to players with that as their primary ability (Blasters and Scrappers).

exp or XP: experience, or the little colored bits on the that bar that doesn't move fast enough so I can get my next cool power!

brb = be right back..

SK = sidekick

CoH = City of Heroes

imo = in my opinion

imho = in my humble opinion

iirc = if I recall correctly

HUD = Heads Up Display

wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwssssssdddddddd = someone trying to run while stuck in chatmode.

GM = Game Master

Rez = Ressurrect/Revive player