RedCommissar

This sort of thing belongs in the Creative forum...

I welcome ye both to our statue!

Be sure to grab a part of our big multi hero story arc involving Requiem too.

Red Commissar's Red Star Apartment, a few hours later in the early morning....

Red Commissar stretched his right arm and relaxed it. It had healed quite well in the last two days. Modern Medical Technology was a marvel these days. Back in the USSR, Such an injury would have made him a cripple and useless to do his duty.

However, he still was angry. Angry for the injuries the heroes under his command suffered. Angry for the people who suffered on those crucifixes.

He saw Kat in the Hospital a few hours before, happy to hear she was healing well. He had given her the get well card which almost everyone had signed, the one with the cross eyed kitten and some boxed chocolates Alfred had suggested. She had appreciated them both greatly.

He flexed the well healed arm again. It felt quite new, not as worn as everything else in his body. Maybe he should get injured more often. He smiled grimly at the joke.

Now all he had to do was wait for another mission to be part of. He had to work off his anger somehow, but the Hellions were oddly not present on the streets these days...

Deep underground in a former Cold War bunker that was the Workers of Eastern Europe's base Red Commissar paced beside large map of a small portion of Striga Isle mounted on the wall.

The map it self was decorated with coloured pushpins and penciled in scribbles pointing out various features and details of the landscape. This map was the area above Council Base Sector 12-AX, the base that was the chosen victim for the recon mission.

Red Commissar knew this was not going to be a standard mission where they simply kicked the door down and cleared everything out. They needed to be fast, get the information needed and make sure the entire bases staff was captured and the base it self was destroyed.

He turned and walked over to one of the tables in recreation area and picked up one of the several cases taken from one of the many hidden Hero Corp Armouries that littered The Hollows. He hadn't handled this much explosive firepower in years.

He turned around and started making notes and objectives about tonights raid, simple enough for the mixed team to understand and carry our. He was up to the task, and he hoped they were also up to it.

OOC:

Attention! The WoEE will be doing a recon Mission infiltrating a Striga Council Base at the time of tommorow Friday Night at 10PM GMT. Please gather at the GG statue at 9PM so we can sort everything out.

Teams will be possibly mixed.

Red Commissar looked up from his issued Hero Corp communicator where the transmission from Jakob Ivanovich had been sent and made an approving sound before shifting position in the battered worn old meeting room chair.

He was in the Paragon City Russian Embassy, another one of the many ancient Soviet Relics he encountered daily in his life. Like 3rd class Russian Embassies, the only thing that changed here was the flag and the busts of Lenin.

The official bust here was General Zhukov, Red Commissar approved of such a choice. Zhukov was a great man all Red Army men respected and looked up too. A true champion of the people and crusher of fascists.

The cheap Clock ticked away seconds of his life, RC tensely wondered if the current government would support his request for a grant, money was needed for not only the Workers but for other expenses the entire Coalition of heroes would need. The logistics of such a task were indeed super human it self.

Red Commisar knew about Requiem. Every Military Man of the former USSR did. He was one of the last surviving fascists of the 2nd World War that escaped the justice of the Hague.

He paused for a moment, considering perhaps this could be his own personal chance for glory. Unlike his father or grand father, Red Commissar was not honoured with protecting the motherland. He had no order of his own.

Taking down the last of the fascists that took 20 Million of his countrymen to hell with them would certainly make him a respected man, a true hero perhaps.

A door opened, and out stepped a balding forty year old clerk who handed him a written message on a small note. It said simply 'how much?' and 'when?'. Red Commissar nodded to himself.

Not one step backwards from now on...

Red Commissar will be there.

This site is good for uniform references. See what you can create or modify in iCON.

http://www.sovietarmy.com/uniforms/

Gratz again FFM (I was present at the mission) and thanks for inviting me for the desperately needed exp for 30.

On a side note, sorry for not endorsing your SG until now Vlos, The Eastern European and Russian Workers Party endorses your SG in a Coalition...

For those who've seen the slightly foul mouthed but funny X-Men Cartoon fandub that created a certain catchphrase about a certain Marvel X-Man character, Will be pleased to know MayWay are working on a 2nd installment out this Summer.

Here's the trailor link from YouTube.

EDIT: Whoops. Wrong forum. Please move to Comics forum Bridger...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ai1sMDNuD-s

It's nice to see you like us by the way, W00t!

And like FFM says, feel free to create something and pop by the statue, even if you just want to watch.

Might start up a new one too, can I get a mail to remind me when it is about to go on?

I have a level 3 or 4 Stalker I never use, if I wait can I use him then?

Given name: Classified.
Hero/Villain name (delete as applicable): Red Commissar.
Gender: Male.
Age: Classified.
Powers: Enhanced Reflexes, Stronger than average strength, agility and edurance. Expert in munitions and marksman. Knows some vicious hand to hand combat too.
Personality: Stern, Quiet, Loyal and constantly puzzled in his own way.
Physical Description: http://img48.imageshack.us/img48/1232/76rm.jpg
History/Backstory: Not much is known about Red Commissar who is employed from overseas to help clean the streets of Paragon. He is willing to admit his age is at least 3 decades and his first name is Andrei. He is known to use Hero Corp and UN Equipment when needed, but he would rather use his decades old weapons and other Soviet Union era equipment.

On a light note, his cape is held together with a tarnished Order Of The Soviet Union Medal.

Apparently spent some time serving with the UN during the Yugoslavian Civil War and is recently employed by the Hero Corp to help keep the peace in Paragon from Hellians to even the mighty Rikti.

He was trained with thousands more normal Red Army Soldiers into Super Soldiers for the Soviet Hero Corp Division of the Red Army. It his rumoured that he himself has had past Heroes in the family where the name Red Commissar originated.

Though he acts friendly and has a sense of humour, he can be a bit cold and distant at times. He is afraid of Radiation and not getting enough to drink at parties.

Red Commissar is friendly to not just the more famous clients of the statue, but a friend to the newer generation of heroes at Paragon. He currently resides in the newly built Crimson Star Apartments in Galaxy City.

He is know to have more than a simple Teacher-Student relationship with his Apprentice, Pink Commissar?.

Clad in his Soviet Hero Corp Red Army Uniform, he's always on call under the Galaxy Girl reading the Newspaper or resting his eyes quietly. He currently is teaching an Apprentice Pink Commissar, but is curious why she choose him. He also currently leads the newly formed Super Group, Workers of Eastern Europe.

Red Commissar has gotten some fame for crushing a record breaking number of Council? and Tsoo?, He is also famous for foiling a plot and defeating Doctor Vahzilosk from starting a plague as well as fought Lusca?, Babbage and several other giant Villians.

He also has a Family? hit of seven hundred thousand dollars, hence the reason why he wears his bodyarmour and mask 24/7.

The last Hellion that was heard making a Yakov Smirnov joke around Galaxy was later checked in at the Hospital, everyone of his bones broken or damaged in some way. Some people have stranges senses of humour. Red Commissar isn't one of them.

And rubber snakes for some reason annoy him.

Hmmm, my Level 15 Doctor Forrester-Esqe Masterminds needs the dust blown off him...

It's a good idea, But it's a pretty big undertaking. This is something that will need a bunch of forums, a website, lots of publicity and people who are really into it.

This isn't like running some tiny CS clan. This is like running a series of countries with different cultures and views. If you aren't careful, it could collapse over night.

You can try GG's or be part of Battleship's thingy which is at the front of the Hero Corp Building...

Here's a suggestion, maybe you guys could meet infront or inside the Hero Corp Building?

You aren't too far from us if you want to interact, but nobody can get into each others way too.

Most of the time I fight in character in teams. It's quite fun.

Good luck guys, I'm all marooned down here in Cornwall.

Makes me wish I had RC's fancy anti-gravity boots.

My guy is a typical man who was part of a massive physical and genetic super soldier program that improves his endurance and what now. He has no official powers or super strength but can still survive and kick buttock.

Kinda like Captain America...

RC will be there. And so will be strong vodka!

Huzzah. I also hope Reb can get in the mood this time for Yurgi who loves people but hates gatherings :P .

Indeed, don't make RC sad. Or he'll blow stuff to pieces.