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Pm, me, I guess, if you want to help out.



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It feels good finally making a new roleplay and getting it off the ground. Not sure if you can call this new but hey, it's awesome, that's all that matters. As for me, I simply wanted to get something out there for everyone else. It's been boring, no doubt about that. Hopefully this will spark some new interest.




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OOC - You Are Here
IC - BAM

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There are many alignments any character can find themselves allied to, from being neutral in action towards the social and political changes around them, to being a thug on the street whose only concern is using their ability for their own gain. However, there are also major groups playing in this plot, working either openly or subtly to achieve their ambitions. Should you choose to side with them, here is more info regarding.

HERO: Formally known as the Heroic Enforcement Rescue Operates. HERO is a group that created by an energy-manipulative superhuman known as Salem Wolf, this is the major group of the world, often thought of as being pioneers of the superhuman race and the original group from which dozens of others model themselves after. They don't rely on costumes, preferring to rely on the humanity of themselves to align themselves to non-powered humans, but that doesn't mean other HERO-subsidiaries don't. This group is often thought of as good, even if others may only be neutral or on-again-off-again members.

TNT: Formally known as the Tactical Neutralization Team, TNT is a former Private Military Corporation, this PMC had been known as the leader of mercenaries for hire for various countries and cities throughout the globe until the big reveal of superhumans existing after a falling out between one of their high-ranking superhuman members. A group hating on HERO for years, their attempts to destroy the group have been at various ends of the spectrum. In the end, the group has all but been dissolved and their CEO supposedly killed, forcing those part of the group into hiding or redemption. It is rumored that TNT might be involved in kidnappings and murders of several High classed super humans, and they may be in contact with a pharmaceutical company known as Shuya International, which may or may not be performing experiments on mutants.

Those who are in this group are typically on the evil alignment, though there are some exceptions.

United States Government: They've always been watching, and always been trying to keep tabs on the various factions littered around the country and, more specifically, Empire City. Unfortunately, the groups are too varied and chaotic for them to get a handle on from afar. The US Government, having previously worked with HERO in the past, not new to superhumans by a long shot, have assembled a black ops team of superhumans designed to spy on the various groups and keep tabs on them. Their main purpose is to keep the cybernetically enhanced humans, unaltered humans, and the superhumans from ending in a civil war due to the events occurring. Despite frequent attempts to work with HERO again, the superhumans have declined and thus the Government is required to act on behalf of their citizens. They are a neutral group who hold no alliance to any organization currently in existence.



The Darwin Knights are a group of people who utilize energy as their main power, believing Darwin's theory of evolution applies to superhumans and the natural energy that flows through the universe. They are typically neutral, but can be considered evil against those with "unnatural" powers like elemental abilities. They are typically the enemy to both Exitium and HERO.

Exitium This group, or rather gang, relies on chaos and destruction for fun and little other reason. Though they claim everything they do has a purpose, often it seems just for the sport. They are usually believed to be unlawful evil, though many members are coerced into being part of the team. Regardless of reasons, each member is often thought to be insanely powerful, raising the question of why they don't utilize that power. They have worked with TNT in the past, and are clear enemies of anyone in HERO.

H.A.M.I. (Humans Against Mutant Infestation) Pro-Mutant Elimination Group


PM me with any groups you come up with on your own and i will post them up here!

I wanna (b r e a k) the mold,
wanna break the (s t e r e o t y p e)..
(F i s t) in the air,
i'm not going down with out a (f i g h t)!
It's (m y) life!
And I'm not sitting on the sidelines (w a t c h i n g) it
(p a s s) me by!

❖ Fingers delicately flipped through the pages of a good book, each displaying the romantic and dangerous lives of the characters within, any one of which could hold their own set of powers. Such was the world of a fantasy novel. For a while now, that has been her world outside of her fantasy books as well. A sigh escaped glossed lips and the young woman set the epic down of her lap. Her eyes glanced longingly at the cityscape before her, searching the scene beyond it for some disturbance that would require her attention as a member of HERO.

❖Other than a minor gang disturbance involving a kid who had a decent power over ice, there hadn't been any real issues of superhuman and public safety. A lot of issues could easily be dealt with by the standard police force. She could head back to Headquarters, but most of the team was working on investigating a very bizarre string of circumstances where a super or group of supers had suddenly lost control of their abilities, resulting in accidental injuries. She didn't want to end up running errands for what would probably end up being some sort of enlightened-only flu.

❖ The woman, nicknamed Dove by many of her fanmily or followers, sat at the top of a shorter skyscraper, her feet dangling precariously over the precipice. She wasn't nervous. If she really fell, she could use her special ability to just 'fly' down to safety. In fact, being as un-entertained by her book as she was now, she decided now would be a good time to seek out a new roost to find trouble. There was going to be a 'Homo-Superior' Rights protest over down by city hall anyway soon enough. If there wasn't already some fuss going on, she'd be surprised. It was settled then. She'd head there.

❖ Dropping off the side of the building, Dove felt her gut clench and raise until she stabilized her speed downward. Hair whipping upward, she slowed her speed by until she was a a dozen or so feet off the ground. She couldn't use her ability in the space apart from the buildings, there was nothing to grab onto and lift herself, because of this she had to stick at least somewhat close to the ground. A few people who had seen her falling yelled out angrily about her being a mutie-menace, but she ignored them and floated off over their heads. The protest was a several blocks off and would take a few minutes to get there. However, her job had other ideas.

"Hey, Tѐgan-chica, got a free hand?" Her Vox-responder began with a childish voice, prompting her to land and unhook it from her belt.

"Sure. Whatcha got for me?"

"Nothing too difficult, A flamer was 'born' earlier this morning and he's now having a freak-out out on 36th street, Throwing fireballs at anyone who tries to go near. Possibly a 5150; certified nutter." The young boy on the other size seemed annoyed by this. Dove didn't blame him. Flame types were always difficult to manage discreetly.

"So calm him down or bring him in? Can do." Dove was already heading back in the air, heading towards the direction of the disturbance.

"You got it. Just make sure he doesn't hurt anybody around him. Stretch is already there, but he's having a hard enough time just putting out the fires. The fire department has already been dispatched and it on their way. I'm right now trying to slow them down with a good old fashioned traffic jam, but... Anyway, just hurry."

"I'm going as fast as I can, Virus. I imagine the media is going to start another s**t-storm on us Enlightened on the evening news. ...You there... Alik!?"

❖ Her answer never came as her informant seemed to already have closed his frequency. She frowned, her eyes pealed towards where 39th street would appear after several minutes of rushed 'flying'. That kid. He could never stick around long enough to say more than just info, could he? Ignoring pedestrian boundaries and shouted insults alike, Tѐgan flew over cars and cut over small building to shorten her path. Soon enough she could see some flame shooting up into the air two blocks over. There was smoke too, but not too much of of it, thanks to Stretch. It seemed this new Enlightened was a pretty powerful one...

I'm (l e a v i n g) you my legacy.
I gotta make my (m a r k) !
I gotta (r u n) it hard!
I want you to (r e m e m b e r) me!
I'm (l e a v i n g) my fingerprints,
I'm leaving my (f i n g e r p r i n t s) ,
I'm leaving my fingerprints on (y o u) !

((A little on the large side, But i figured we should all start off with some action.))

I wanna (b r e a k) the mold,
wanna break the (s t e r e o t y p e)..
(F i s t) in the air,
i'm not going down with out a (f i g h t)!
It's (m y) life!
And I'm not sitting on the sidelines (w a t c h i n g) it
(p a s s) me by!

❖ Not everyone accepts their powers when they appear. Some, when they find out of their ability try to hide it and any sign that they ever even thought about enlightened abilities. others, like it sounded this kid she had heard about, take to it badly. A combination of their of bad control and their unstable emotions proved for quite a show. However, how they felt now, often wasn't as they would feel later in life. Quite a few enlightened unfortunately committed suicide soon after being 'born'. For HERO it was always important to extend any hand they could to protect new enlightened.

❖ The woman dubbed Tѐgan was in a hurry, She certainly wasn't as fast in the air as a car, but she managed to get around with ease. Hurdling around the last corner, she was surprised to see large clouds of dust swarming down on the remaining fires, putting them out easily. The fire starter was nowhere that she immediately saw. Finding Stretch, the tall man who could easily be mistaken for rubber when he used his stretching abilities, she landed, taking a few steps to re balance herself.

"Who?" The question was answer with a pointing finger and a shrug.

"I told him I'd buy him lunch. Useful, isn't he? Blocked a fireball like it was nothing. You should have seen it."

"Hope you invited me and I haven't eaten yet. Rushing over here made me hungry."

"Of course. That is, if you agree to call it a date~"

"..."

❖ Looking over at the asian boy who was walking away, she took in his appearance. Rough, almost over grown hair, clothes that seemed to indicate a harsher lifestyle, and a gait that suggested that he didn't give a s**t about any of it. She smiled to herself. Maybe another gang's man? Still, she was glad he had got there when he had. On the ground in front of him was a boy, maybe middle school age, passed out. She could easily figure that this was the one that caused all the ruckus.

❖ Immediately she frowned, on the alert as she saw the man bending to pick the kid up. Lifting her feet off the ground, she floated over to hover a few feet from the man as he picked the child up. She could tell he was at least alive.

"Here, let me. We're going to need to talk to him anyway and see that he is alright." She lifted the boy easily from his arms, using her ability. Laying the boy out flat on his back, she let him float up to about her waist level. A goosebump the size of her small fist showed on his scalp as she turned the boy's head. He'd be out for a little while.

"Thank you. Name's Dove, and my friend you met was Stretch. You did well. Do you have a name you would like us call you?"

I'm (l e a v i n g) you my legacy.
I gotta make my (m a r k) !
I gotta (r u n) it hard!
I want you to (r e m e m b e r) me!
I'm (l e a v i n g) my fingerprints,
I'm leaving my (f i n g e r p r i n t s) ,
I'm leaving my fingerprints on (y o u) !

I wanna (b r e a k) the mold,
wanna break the (s t e r e o t y p e)..
(F i s t) in the air,
i'm not going down with out a (f i g h t)!
It's (m y) life!
And I'm not sitting on the sidelines (w a t c h i n g) it
(p a s s) me by!

❖Looking at the young kid lain out before her, Dove wondered if she should take him to visit a healer friend of hers. A concussion would be bad news. Looking under the unconscious kid’s eyelids, she decided that nothing looked relatively damaged. She supposed if he wasn’t out of it by the time lunch was finished she’d take him to the healer.

❖At their table, she carefully slid the boy into the booth ahead of her, using the corner to prop him into a sitting position, his head against the window. As she let go of him with her telekinesis, the boy slumped forward and Dove had to steady him with her hands as she slid into her seat next to him and across from the two men.

❖Sipping her drink, she smiled wanly as Stretch playfully complained about her ordering the boy a big mac as well. She knew that with a paycheck from HERO, he was good for it. She herself had ordered a large fry and a shake, intending to dip the former into the latter. Stretch, ever the clown, mocked like he was going to steal a handful and she raised her hand to swat him away. It wasn't long until they’d both finished off their meals. As they waited for their guest to finish they began talking about unimportant, non-work related things. Dove was halfway through a review of a movie she’d seen when stretch shushed her, motioning to the still unconscious boy.

❖He was moving. Bit by bit the boy flexed his face as if he was fighting through some unpleasant dream. Gently, Dove slipped her hand into his and gave him a reassuring squeeze, trying to relax him. Glancing over at the earth manipulator smelling the strong scent of alcohol, she smiled. Reaching for the bottle, it easily snapped into her hand.

“Perfect. Mind if I use this? Thanks!”

❖She flashed him an innocent smile, knowing she was probably being annoying. Pulling the cap off, she waved the sickly sweet smelling liquid under the boy’s nose. Its effect was almost immediate. Wrinkling his nose, the kid’s head pulled back from the bottle. In a few short moments his eyes opened to slits, and a confused look took its place on his features.

KAMUSHI
I was about to slide the rum bottle over to her when she took it. "you may have the rest of it." I said as I finished my lunch, noticing the woman walk in and attempt to look like she was minding her own business, which to anyone less aware she would, and then stood up. "thanks for lunch, but I have somewhere to go." I calmly put out, before walking out the front door. I decided the city was too noisy so I put my headphones in and started to listen to Dark Funeral. Walking along I saw a group of kids throwing rocks at a small kitten and laughing when it got hit by one and mewed. Instantly I made all the rocks they had thrown already fly back and pelt them till they ran off crying. I walked over to the kitten and picked it up, it wasn't hurt bad though it did look quite scrawny. I pulled out a small piece of a sandwich I had in one of the pockets of my backpack and gave it to the kitten, which immediately began to eat it.

"Beat me up, beat me down, mess me up beyond all recognition..."
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"For what it's worth, I'd do it again. With no consequence I will do it again."