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I been seeing the diffrence between the two styles of RPers as well. Thought there are alot of Rpers on the US side we do have groups. To help with ideas we have a few OOC forums going.

The Whitmoore OOC, Is for the Whitmoore RP it's an apartment complex based in Steel canyon.

The Villain OOC is for the Château Rouge but also for any Rp from the Villain view. It's hard to keep a good Badguy story going!

There are others as well so stop by and introduce yourself.

HA here us US Rpers have already started entering your RP forums!

As for Characters well some of mine are Ingame and some arn't. When I write I'm in a slightly different mindset then when I game. Sometimes the two over lap for example I made a Cabal Witch in game to get the personality and ideas I wanted. Then with what I had in mind was to my liking I used it in the boards. My Cabal witches are Rped on the Paragon University RP.

Dreg I made just for the EU Forum Death Row RP. So far he's not in the game at all the idea was spawned only after I read what has been going on.

Some of my characters I make I have the RP effect them. One of my characters Basarab I made so he could be good or evil (this was before Going Rogue was announced). In the Forum RP he became a good guy but that was after the story drove him to be a hero.

He awoke in the Industrial Avenue neighborhood of Kings Row. Lungs burning with each breath. Looking around he saw the lifeless bodies of his fellow lost.

Wait that wasn't right. He was not a member of the lost. Was he? Shaking his head as he stumbled trying to get away from the corpses. A few memories came to him. His life in Baumton a simple high school student with a part time job as a fast food cook. He remember now that life ended the day the Rikti bomb went off.

"MONSTERS! MURDERERS!" He fell to his knees screaming as the assault of memories long buried returned with a rush. The Rikti distroyed his life like many he ended up homeless thanks to the war.

He rose and staggered survival instincts driving him to seek shelter and burst into an apartment. The gas has hit here as well he ignored the bodies as he went to the kitchen and drank from a jug of milk.

That's when it happened nothing painful just frighting as he spotted his reflection in the steel refrigerator finish. "NOOO" terror filled him as he backed away from the twisted image. How? Why? These questions filled him as he ran into the bathroom and looked at the mirror.

His form was twisted thought his basic form was human he was mutated. Sinking down in the tub he curled up as tight as he can. Memories once again attacked him. Flashbacks to his homeless life hiding from the Rikti in the sewers. How long did he live on the streets after the War began in 2002 he couldn't remember. Sometime after the attacks stopped he was grabbed by a group of the Lost and his world ended again.

"What did they do to me..." He forced himself to look again in the mirror. He was a Lost, no that wasn't right. He touched his deformed face. Something else happened. The gas somehow his body reacted to the gas causing even more mutations. "Even among monsters I'm a freak."

He went looking about the apartment and finding a sheet he ripped strips from it and wrapped his hands. Then finding a sweatshirt with a hood he put that on and hid his face with a cloth mask. Looking again at the mirror checking if he could hide even more.

Returning to the living room he stood by the window and looked out. One thing he does remember is that out in the open was danger. To stay alive you hide. Saying softly to himself "Alright John now what do you do?" He looked at the TV as news of the event was being reported.

Hmm Really maybe it my new Firefox then. I was using Opera but thought about changing it due to some minor annoyance I was having. Mainly Videos wouldn't go to full screen on Opera for me.

Greetings everyone I be looking forward to some more RP boards.

O.o Oh nice new Forum has spell checker built in!

Dear Boards

So Long and Thanks for all the Fish!... wait we still don't have Carp attack... Oh well See everyone on the new boards!

I used to hate tanks then Willpower came. So what I made was a Willpower/Dark Melee/Energy Mastery. Hard to hit able to recover lost endurance with Dark Consumption from a mob herded with Taunt. Add Energy Mastery...

Well lets just say the energizer bunny lazy.

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ZOMG!! Castle is Nemesis!!!!!!!



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Or He's John "Hannibal" Smith from the A-Team

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Stalker - Shields or fire melee

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Shields doesn't mesh with most stalkers sets or the stalker theme. Fire melee functionally double but breaks theme since how stealthy is a man on fire?

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Where there's fire, there's smoke...and smoke hides just as well as being invisible. I could easily see a Fiery Melee or Fiery Aura Stalker work. Especially if Placate and Hide involved vanishing into a swirling mass of smoke and embers, and then reappearing in a sudden blazing flash when you strike, like a backdraft.

That could be pretty darn cool.

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I WANT THIS!!!!!!!! Oh new Villain name FLASH FIRE!

I confess my first 50 was Powered Leveled. He was a Dark Dark scrapper the powers I enjoyed but once I hit that last ding I had no real connection with the character.

Basically he was just a tool I didn't put the time, effort, and creativity into him to keep him interesting. After he was done I focused on a new character and avoided Farms. The only time I farmed was when I out leveled a contact and still had a few to go before the next in the story.

When my second 50 dinged I deleted the fist. I still play that second 50 even changed the name here on the boards to his. Rotten Luck I bonded with because I took the time to play him all the way.

Now with the AE Farming is even easier. But let wait for a time and relax like every issue from Issue 1 to 15 there was a rush to play the NEW TOYS. I still remember the countless ITFs that were running. Before that it was the Rikti War zone.

Basically lets relax already the thrill of AE is burning off. Hopefully the people who use it to Power level and farm will figure out there mistake like I did.

I can still count the number of AE missions I done. Thought even before AE I was doing mostly Solo missions.

So need to pass that to the city scoop when it's done!

Golden age Retirement and Recovery Center

(( Well I had this idea for a long time. What happens to heroes that retire? Working a full Job and Fighting crime can't be good on ones heath or retirement funds.

So here's the Idea the City of Paragon has a Retirement home and long term recovery center for Heroes that are no longer active. Not all the Hero's at the Golden age are old some have suffered wounds that took them out of the fight. An example is High speed aka John Feris a Scrapper who was captured by a group of carnies and mentally tortured to the point his mind snapped.

So bring on your ideas all heroes are welcomed at the Golden age. Just remember thought the Heroes have retired that don't mean the action has stopped.))
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Golden age basic info

The Golden age Home is located in Talos Island. It's in walking distance of the Green Line train station and Wentworth.

The Building has just been upgraded with Architect Entertainment systems. The reason is so there can be Holographic medical aid on site 24/7. As well as a Holographic recovery/gym room.

There's a cafeteria for social dining and a large group living room. All private quarters are fully functional with there own kitchens and private baths.

There is also an Olympic-size swimming pool. For physical therapy and exercise.

(Anything else you can think of is gladly added! Edited to add the Pool!)
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Justin Fairbanks a 43 yearold man was on his way back from a checkup at the Cygnus Medical Center. He couldn't help but grumble at the news. His lungs were still not healing to much cellular damage. Sighing he rubbed his chest it was unfair he was a hero once saving the world now just an old man walking with a cane before his time.

It wasn't some super villain that ended his crime fighting days. It was his powers one to many times turning invisible and phasing. The over use of phasing caused some of his cells to stay Phased the condition is now known as phase lock.

"HELP!" He turned hearing the scream and saw a woman among a group of Tsoos. He adjusts his hat and started walking down the alley picking up his gentleman's Sword cane . He pulled the hidden sword out and held it in his right hand as he held the cane/sheath in the left.

"Unhand that lady! By Honor and Virtue surrender or fall by the hand of the Phantom Gentleman." He couldn't help himself he had to use his old battle line.

The Tsoos looked at each other and laughed. "Give it up old man." The Sorcerer summoned up a hurricane as the two others charged at him.

He smirked even when they used there kinetic powers he was to skilled his blade and cane struck with speed and grace. As soon as the Sorcerer tried to heal them he attacked the Sorcerer sending him down first. Then he finished off the others.

"Thank you... You said you were the Phantom Gentleman right?" The woman said smiling. "That who I was yes I'm... retired now but I could never turn my back on a Lady in trouble." Mentally he added 'I failed once never again'

"HELLO DOWN THERE" a costumed hero landed dressed in a Red write and blue outfit with flowing cape. "Well I heard someone call for help but I see that I'm a bit late."

Justin smiled "you can clean up I don't have arrest tags. Now if you excuse me." He hurried out replacing the sword in the sheath/cane and turned the corner. Then he leaned against the wall gripping his chest fighting the pain.

Once it was done he hurried for the Golden age retirement home and entered. The moment he entered Florence one of the Holographic nurses appeared. "Justin Fairbanks my scanners indicate you been over exerting yourself." She came over and helped him to a seat. "You know you don't get enough oxygen in your blood for rugged activities."

He looked at her noting the data lines in her eyes showing her true nature as a computer program. "I'm sorry lady Florence there was a group of Tsoos and I can't turn my back on a cry for help."

She huffed "Even if it means your death Mr. Fairbanks?" He smiled "Every Hero that ever lived and will live will say yes to that." Then again mentally he added at least the good ones.

"Well wait here and I get you an oxygen tank." The Hologram faded travel for the program was faster that way then walking.

He looked about at the others in the living room area seeing the poor John Feris sitting in a wheel chair his eyes blank looking at nothing. Justin couldn't help but shake his head trying to imagine the hell the poor man suffering being locked in a nightmare of carnival of shadows creation.

Elsewhere....

Mary 20 yearold woman struggled as she tried to walk using the new cybernetic prosthesis leg. She held herself up on the beams as she moved the leg jerked the wrong way and she collapsed to the ground. The Holonurse Clara moved to her side. "Oh dear your alright Mary? You lasted longer that time you soon get the hang of it."

"I HATE THIS THING!" she lifted her hand and blasted the offending cybernetic leg across the gym with an energy blast. Nearly hitting someone as it flew.

Tag......

Like most I read Forums and read responses in the Broadcast channels.

Well I came to think we need an upgrade to the team search. What I would like to see.

AE! I like to be able to click on Looking for AE mission so people would know when I want to play an AE mission.

CONON! Sometime I don't want to be in an AE team I want to play the stories that are cannon. So being able to click on Canon stories only please would help.

This is a rough idea I admit but it would help teams find players who don't want to run AE's all the time. Upgrading the team search might help.

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Where are the gas stations in Paragon?

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Whoa I can't believe I have never thought about that before...lol

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Got one better where is the schools and children?

Everyone in the city Teens and adults did the Rikti use some Bio weapon to stop human reproduction?

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A couple more questions.

Are the Nemesis Automatons that pose as real people powered by steam? Or do they use some other power source? Since they don't belch steam, and they fool so many people, I'm thinking that they don't use steam at all.

Second question, how exactly does Rikti telepathy function?

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Which would violate 2 of the 3 main laws of thermodynamics.

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Hmm in a world where people fly, Freeze foes in blocks of ice, generate Fireblast that nuke foes you bring up Thermodynamics logic?

The sun was setting and he was still weakened by the fools demon summoning and the take over of his new body. He needed to rest and his body needed food.

Thought still dressed as a construction worker people no longer thought he was one. They moved out of his way and even crossed the street. The reason was the transformation his body has undergone. It was simple modifying the flesh to suit his needs. The eyes were now two black orbs showing no whites or color, his skin was now snow white or ash white if you prefer. Hair was falling out in clumps soon there wouldn't be any body hair on the figure. In short the man that walked into the Chateau no longer looked like a normal human at all.

He looked around the grand lobby. "Things have changed much since I last walked the earth." He spoke softly both in ways to get used to a physical mouth and speech as well as just thinking out loud.

He approached Jenkins who was finally getting over the chilly arrival of Cryokinetic. So looking up at the black eyed white face of Phantom Wraith gave him another jump. "Can I help you?"

Phantom nodded "I need housing and employment" he leaned forward in a silent challenge.

Jenkins swallowed "Sir I'm sorry if you have no funds you can't get a room but I make a call to inform the upper office that someone looking for employment. I take it you wish a long term contract?" He looked about as he thought "Yes a decade or so be fine."

"What name do you go under?"

"My real name is not important but I shall go under the name Corson Porter" he looked around thinking "My business name is Phantom Wraith."

He left Jenkins as he made the call to the upstairs and headed into Ruby's. Once inside the Oriental styled bar he went to the bar itself and sat down pulling out the now dead Construction worker's debit card. "Rouge isle Ice Tea" he pulled the name out of his host body's memories. Was something like a Long island ice tea but stronger what ever that was. "And a club sandwitch with fries."
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Outside the lizard creature moved to the empty lot and claimed into his new home. It was an old bus with the pretty words "New Bus" sprayed on it. But for Ghob-lin it was the location of his latest nest a few of the remaining seats was ripped apart and he put all the stuffing in the back and laid down falling asleep.

To say the building was falling apart would be kind. The rundown shack was in St. Martial however it was in one of the worst Neighborhoods. Yesterday they shut down electric so Trever was reading the spell by candle light.

"I teach them I teach them all!" He drew the circle on the floor with a bit of calk. "First Azura and the Magi will suffer then I make that no good Zombie beg for death!"

He mumbled as he continued how such a perfect spell could go so wrong. One moment Trever was dancing with joy the next he was being attacked by his own creation.

He set down the calk and lit the last of the candles. Then he raised his hands and knelt down starting the spell. Chanting the spell he saw a shape form in the circle. Soon the form took a form and looked at Trever. "Why you summoned me?"

"I Want Revenge against those that done me wrong! I want the power that was denied me!" In his excitement Trever moved just enough to damage the calk circle.

"I can tell you had used power over the dead? This is what you desire the power of death?"

"Yes! I shall be the most power Necromancer of all time!"

"Then Death is what you shall have." With that the demon flew forward passing over the now damaged circle and entering Trever. "AGH... No..."

Trever fell to the floor his body twisting and bending. Then he rose up and dusted off the dust. "Not the best body I had used but I can work with this." The now feed demon went to a mirror and looked at the image. "Such a wimp perhaps another body shall be better."

The demon possessed Trever left the shack and walked along the street. Wailers turned taking notice of him and screamed. He turned and blasted dark energy at the minor demons.

He cast another spell and the area under the Wailers became dark and slowed the beasts down. He let them be as he searched for a new Host.

He found one a construction worker. Trever's now lifeless body dropped to the ground as the shadow demon flew to the man. The darkness wrapped around the worker and he barely had time to scream before he was taken over.

Now with a new body he flexed and smiled. "Now this is more like it." He looked around and started walking down the street.

Meanwhile behind the Chateau Rouge a small 4 foot tall lizard creature moved among the dumpsters sniffing about as his forked tongue flicked out. Then he moved with surprised speed and captured a rat then swallowed it. "Yum yum!"

I thought it was going to be the Scarlet Château?

*Summons up the Killer Cows*

Zadar! ATTACK!

*Resurgence and stands up* Huh Okay who dropped the Bomb?

So whos going to put up the first Post of our evil Plot? I'm not sure how much there is left to talk about unless I'm missing something.