Gorbaz

ummmm, ok, off the top of my head....

Deadly Sinners
really deep red (or purple) and really pale yellow (bone-y!)
"What's yours is now ours"
and base. Hmmm. I think either somewhere low-tech, of Blueblood's Sanctum (which I should be able to design no hassle)

Well, that's off the top of my head

Ah! Well, i showed up at 8.

nothing

Showed up at 8:30

nothing.

So I did something else 8P

I've put a background search file up on the other site with everything I think that people would know about High burn. Effectivly being homeless and jobless for a while would mean that there are few official records of her

I wouldn't mind. Not sure what happened last week...

Yes! I too have noted such things! It helps to be very, very VERY specific 8D

Striker flew across Atlas Park, not looking for villains, or muggings, or anything of that nature. Rather, he was on a direct course for the city hall. And it wasn't long before he found it. The huge statue of Atlas was hard to miss..

Powering down his boosters, Striker landed and pushed open the door, striding inside. There were a couple of low security clearance heroes hanging around the supergroup registrar, but the person who'se attention he wanted stood in the middle of the room. Squaring his shoulders, the armoured hero walked purposfully up to the city representative.

"Excuse me ma'am, but I've got something I would like you to look at, and for the city to consider" He opened one of his belt ampules and withdrew an altered version of the Heroes for People! petition. "Now, I'm sure you've heard all about this little petition, but if you could, I'd like you to read over this copy. I'm working with a couple of the organisers, and I think it's far more neutral in it's information."

The city rep sighed once and scanned over the document. It read:

"The city of paragon pays fine homage to it's super-powered heroes and heroines, and this is greatly appreciated. However, we, the super-powered of Paragon feel that the unpowered public servants who make our work possable deserve something to call their own.

The fine officers of the PPD, who'se tireless work and information allows us heroes to bring the empowered vaillains to justice. The medical staff of the city's hospitals who, without the aid of power nor artefact, ensure that we heroes are always fit and ready to defend the innocent of the city. The firefighters who, with nothing but grit, determination, and water, prevent our fair city from being engulfed in an inferno.

It is to these people that we, the heroes of Paragon City, wish to honour. Not just because they help us in our efforts to keep everyone safe, but also because it proves that you don't need to be empowered to make a difference."

Below it was a single signature, that of Striker himself.

"I know it's short, but I tried to keep it to the point. Did my best to capture the meaning of the original. Anyway, please consider it. I'm sure the original heroine who came up with the thaught would appreciate it." With that, Striker turned and storde back out the doors.

The City Rep watched him go. Looking down at the 're-draght', she read it through once more, sighed, and filed it away in her folder

((OOC: Open ending there - didn't want to seem like I was god-modding or anything 8P))

"You wanna hear something real loopy?"
"Sure, what?"
"Well, my friend's brother's cousin hear that one of Kalida's Chosen is going to take over Paragon's entire media network!"
"Naah! Can't be! Any idea how big that is?"
"Yeah, s'pose."

Conversation between two Wolf Spider Commandos, Spider City, Grandville

The mechanical man calling himself Dr.Mechanibus stood on one of the webways in Gradvilles' Spider City. In his hand he held a clipboard with a copy of the Heroes For People petition. Time and again he had read it over, and time and again he had considered what to do with it. It was a fine sentiment, even if it was worded with passion and not logic.

He could circulate it amongst the villain community, and see what sort of ruccus it would make There was about a 70% probability that it would cause a mass invasion of Paragon.

He could hand it over to Lord Recluse, but the archlord of Arachnos would likley either dismiss it out of hand, or use it as some sort of method of destabalising the hero community in general.

He could just destroy it. But that was the simple way of not dealing.

In the end, he settled on one thing. He was going to sign it and, to make sure it got the most unbiased reporting possable, he started to formulate a plan to deal with the Paragon City Times. Oh, sure, his backing of the petition would raise questions, and perhaps even infer that the one who originally wrote it up is working with villains to get her way, but if he was subtle enough about it, and kept a lid on things for long enough, the Doctor thaught he could help pull it off.

Finally, putting pen to paper, he signed

Doctor Edward mechanibus of Paragon University, BSc, MSc

Putting the paper away, he bounded off toward the nearest gate to the Pocket D club. He was sure it would be found by the right people if he left it there...

Crozius exhaled heavilly as we walked through Blythe Square. He was bored. Not a worthwhile opponent in months. He was about to dip into his reserves of power and speed away from the scene when a young hero approached him. Ever since he had gone on that talkshow, all these young heroes and kids had been pestering him!

"Excuse me, Mr Crozius?"

Crozius looked down on the hero. "Let me guess, you want my signature, right?"

The hero looked stunned for a second. "Uhhh, yeah. You see, there's this petition going, Heroes for People, and I wondered if you might want to sign it?"

Crozius grunted and took the petition paper from the young hero. After a second of reading through it, he thrust the papers back into the heroe's hands. "No"

"No?"

"No. You mortals are so stupid. You think in such small circles. You think that regular mortals deserve more recognition that empowered mortals? You are both the same in my eyes, and your souls end up in exactly the same place..." Crozius grinned maliciously "..my torture studio in Hell. And if I get bothered by such things again, I'll personally give all you do-gooders a personal tour, real close to the equipment. Now scram!"

Signed Merina DeSousa, aka, High Burn

Signed - Dragonmaw

9? Well, ok...

Prologue:

(A srappy piece of paper crumpled up and stuffed down the spine of Marina's diary)

It's been a year. A freakin' year! Can't believe how fast time has gone. Well, I guess I kinda been keeping myself busy. Done a grand tour of the Green and Yellow lines, trying to get my head straight. Heard writing everything down is supposed to help with that, so here goes.

I was... dating at the time. Prety serious, too. He was a nice enough guy when I was around. Him and his gang. Called themselves the Galaxy Bonebreakers. More common name would be Skullz. I didn't care at the time. I mean, what's better for a street kid like me, than hangin' with a street gang, right? Well, to cut a long story short, it went sour. I was asked to join. Said I wanted time to think. Two days later, some other Skullz jumped me, stole my purse and broke my arm. Where was my boyfriend? Dunno. Not defending me, for sure!

Took another few days for me to pluck up enough courage to go to the Riviera Hospital and get my arm scanned. Told me that it was broken, and that i'd need a cast. Screw that, I thaught! Make me more of a target! Anyway, never got round to getting that cast. Damn hospital blew up.

I ran.

Funny thing. When all hell is breaking loose, and you got that whole gangland mentality going on, first thing that pops into your head is "I'm gettin' outta here before the cops show!"

The next year is kind hazy. I remember reading in the papers that I was dead. Well, not specifically me, but everyone at the hospital, and that a memorial service was being planned. Another funny thing. When you're told you're dead, you start to look at life differently. Figured I hadn't been living enough.

The memorial was just the other day. No big headlines this time.

I'm going back to Galaxy. Still got sume "supplies" stashed away there. Hope no-one recognises me. Dunno hat i'd do.

Oh, and I'm SO gonna kick Marrow's [censored] for not being there that day...

9.3.07

Oh man! I'm frakin' walking on air right now! Everything started off slow, but soom built momentum. Two days ago, me and the Watchmen went out on a hunt for any more survivors. It was White, Bast, Flame and Psyte. And Psyte was being, well, nasty. Throwing around his attitude an' stuff. Still, we went out. Ended up risking my neck when a couple of Trolls ambushed him. Why? It's what I do now, I guess. Still, we did good work with the PPD that day. Beat down some Trolls, some Outcasts, and got back some stolen guns. Rescued a few boys in blue, too!

Things moved on from there. Last night, I met this guy. Carl. He's a proper super-hero an' everything! Sure, his costume looked inda... dorky at first, but when he changed? Man! He is *so* freakin' hot! Started joking and playing around. I remember hanging off his arm, and he had, like, no trouble lifting me at all! We cut it short when me an' Suzi left do deal with some baggage i've been lugging around for over a year. We walked into a big Skull hideout. I... I couldn't help myself in there. So much pain came flooding back. I guess.. I almost snapped. I'm glad my sis can take care of herself, cos I think I was concentrating way too much on hurting the Skullz in there...

Went back to Pocket D today. Still feeling good from bustin' up those Skullz, then this wierd guy walks up to me an' tells me I'm all "unballanced" and that I need to "become one with the universal force". I mean, what the hell does that mean? To top it off, they guy looked like he just stepped out of a book or something. So yeah. That trew me off. But then, Carl. Need I say more? That hunk showed up again, and it was as if everything was instantly alright again. No, alright doesn't cover it. Everything was great! And everything just swirled around so fast! Before I knew it, I'd said it. I love him. It's true. I do. No denying it! I feel like I'm dancing on air! Oh, wait, I am!

Going back tomorrow. Gonna ask him out. There's this great little burger joint I know in Fools Gold district. Not the most romantic place in the worl, i know, but it's all i can afford right now...

Should be able to make it, but don't expect much from me. I can see today being very knackering for me at work

In the spirit of everyone else with their prologues, I just trew one together for Marina. It's on the other site tho, and there's no time for me to paste it across

That sounds cool, Romanov! I'll think about doing that...

((OOC: Just a note guys - I've copied this section across to the new site))

Ok guys! I've gone and set up a basic website for us to use. I know there was talk last night of various other people doing various other sites, but I figured I'd get one up and running for us

http://watchmen.forumer.com

=^.^=

Global Name : @Dr.Mechanibus (I think 8P)
Server: Union
RP Characters:
Villains:
DR Mechanibus - Mad scientist with mechanical body, intent on taking over Arachnos, and inproving mankind through robotics and genetic engeneering
Zharg - Time/space tossed Ork mechanic. Smarter than he looks!

Heroes:
Crozius - Summoned beast of Hell, under a geas to perform 10,000 "good" acts. Civil, but none too pleased about his situation
High-Burn - Young girl granted power after being caught in an explosion. Doesn't consider herself a hero. One of the Hyperion Watchmen
Striker - Ex-military soldier retired through injury, has taken the fight to Paragon City's streets with his bionic enhanments

Type of RP: Only in RP areas, or with an RP team. Preferance over non-rp
Contact: In-Game Global chat
Time on: mostly every evening from 7pm

righty-o

Blueblood is in Breakout at the mo. Dunno about the rest

7pm? I think I could just about squeeze into that timeslot, yes. Providing work doesn't over-run

Okay okay! I gots my boy set up! Goes by the name of Blueblood!

Tonight? Uhhh, alright. About what sort of time?

March 2nd, 12:33AM.

Wow, what a night! What a couple of nights! I'm so pooped! Where to start? Well, got a call from Mr Carter to meet outside the base. He'd found another person affected by the same accident! Ok, I thaught. This could be cool. And it was! She called herself "White Vampire", i think, and she's soooo cool! She's funny and witty and, like, smart too! She's like a big sister to me, or somethin'. Anywho, Johnny had to head out early. Something about all those zombie guys. I gotta check in with his at some point. He's hot! And smart! Umm, where was I? Oh yeah! So, like, we headded into the sewers (yuck!) to stop some guy from stealing corpses. Had to check 'em out. Could have been from the incident. Johnny'll know. After that we went after a group of Skulls. Man, those guys really tick me off! But they got superdine, and it could be handy having test samples of the stuff, so off we went! We SO kicked [censored]! About time those Skulls got a whuppin' if ya'll ask me! Scum.... OOH! Yeah! We saved Atlas Park bank from gettin' robbed! Go us! Bast wasn't too fond of workin' with the cops, but we did it anyway. And my powers have expanded! I can, like, bring people back from the brink of death! Well, maybe not the brink, but close! Uhhh, after that, I grabbed a change of clothes and headded off to Pocket D. I love that place! It rocks soooooo much! And White was there, too! She's got a boyfriend!

i'm still interested. Mon/Tue/Thurs/Fri evenings are when I can do