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Registered: May 18, 2006
Posts: 3802
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OC: I haven't posted in ages, and have no idea what to post, but merely for the sake of posting I must post. So here goes... IC: Al: Not bad, Aqua Sam: Thanks Al: So how was your first battle as an official side kick Sam: Well- Someone in bar: Hey, where'd boss and his sister go? Al: looks like we'd better get back. Al and Sam quickly don street clothes and head back to the bar.
It must be lovely to wake up in the morning and understand everything.
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Registered: February 22, 2004
Posts: 13981
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Al: alright if you must you must, but if I remember my earth science...Aqua! Sam: yes? Al: what's the highest volume of water you can project at the highest FPS? Sam: think Tyhphoon times two, why? Al: *points at rook* show me on him Sam: uh alright *knocks rook through a few buildings* Al: checkmate Raven: why didn't you fight him? Al: because were both strong enough that we would have killed each other, the guy needed to cool off not get turned in to gravel
"The very existence of flamethrowers proves that sometime, somewhere, someone said to themselves, "You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done"."
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Registered: October 28, 2004
Posts: 1876
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OC: Just thought I should mention that Brad is also an expert martial artist & excels at several other physical activities & sports.
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Registered: October 28, 2004
Posts: 1876
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Now Brad is angry. Brad: "NOBODY FINISHES A FIGHT FOR ME! WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!" Brad grabbed one of the destroyed vehicles & hurled it at Al. Al caught it & sent it right back at Brad sending him into the rest of the debris. Rachel: "Wow. You really do still have it!" Al: "Of course. Was there ever any doubt?" The two are interupted by a loud booming roar that sounds like two boulders hitting eachother. They turn to see Brad storming out from the burning debris. He stops, points at Al, motions for him to come over, & makes a martial arts pose in the dragon style. Brad: "WHY DON'T YA COME OVER HERE & SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT!"
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Registered: February 22, 2004
Posts: 13981
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Al*turning gun over in hands*: hey this thing is really freakin cool! Raven: dear god what are you a kid at christmas? Al: yes *moves to duffle bag and stows rifles and moves back* Al: now as to the rest of you idjits and your toys *moves at lightning speeds and ties barrels in knots* play time is over Al: raven if you'd do the honors Raven: why certaintly *rips the engine blocks out of the vehicles and knocks out the road lizards with them* Al: ouch that's gonna hurt like hell in the morning ah well at least they'll have plenty of time to get over it in a federal penitentary
"The very existence of flamethrowers proves that sometime, somewhere, someone said to themselves, "You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done"."
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Registered: July 24, 2006
Posts: 1320
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Just then, Brad crashes through the wall, and everyone turns to see what's going on. Raven flies out to get a better look, and sees the immense gun that the Road lizarda are in posession of. Raven:*yelling* Hey, Devil Dog, these guys should definitely not be allowed to have one of these things. Al: (after having changed in less than one second, he runs out) Hmm... yeah, I think that you're right...*runs over and grabs gun and is back before anyone notices that he left his original position* But now I have it, so it's okay.
Please save this for me. I'll come back for you, love, I promise to.--Ludo
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Registered: June 14, 2006
Posts: 956
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Super Name: The Element Alter Ego: Liam Alexander Affiliation: neither Hero nor Villian he just picks a side based on the situation Group Status: Solo Alter Ego's Occupation: Historic preservationalist Age: 26 Sex: Male Species/Nationality: Human/American Height: 5'9" Weight: 125 Eyes: Hazel/grey Hair: Black of medium length, Build: Athletic Regular Clothes: jeans and a t-shirt (usually with a witty comment on it) Costume: None Powers: Manipulation of Wind, Fire, and water Lives: New York City, USA (Born in Scotland and has a slight accent that is just noticeble but not overpowering)
Y to the V to the licious ... YVlicious....
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Registered: October 28, 2004
Posts: 1876
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After a couple hours of extremely boring lectures & a few dozen walks around the whole mall, Brad finally gets a break & heads to the food court. He barely gets a chance to order his orange chicken when he hears a few panicked screams coming from the other side of the store. He quickly runs in the direction of the screams, leaping over tables & chairs on the way. Some Random Terrified Customer: "Heeeeeeeelllllllpppp!!!!!!!!!!!!! The Road Lizards are here!" Just then a couple of desert offroad vehicles come screeching around the corner. It was the Road Lizards alright; a group of escaped convicts that managed to get ahold of some high powered military weapons & took it upon themselves to go wreak havok & destruction throughout southern Arizona. Brad: "You mothafuckas again?! No way!" Brad uses the current chaos level to transform without anyone noticing. Brad: "HEY! WHY DON'T YA PICK ON SOMEONE BESIDES A COUPLE DEFENSELESS SHOPPERS!" He runs & leaps onto one of the offroaders & begins tearing it apart. One of the thugs tries to shhot him, but he just grabs the gun, folds it up like paper, & hurls it at another offroader causing it to blow up. Now the thugs are pissed. RL1: "What do we do now boss?!" RL2: "Yeah, this guys real strong." RL Boss: "Well boys, I say that we use the big gun." RL1: "Yeah!" RL2: "Good idea boss!" They all laugh, & then the boss grabs a very large blaster-cannon looking gun & shoots Brad with a high-impact energy ball that sends him flying out of the mall & through the wall of the bar that Al, Sam, & Rachel are at. He gets up & starts walking back to the fight.
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Registered: February 22, 2004
Posts: 13981
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Note: character age change: Al Puller aka Devil Dog is 27 Al: it's captain now Rachel (OC: hah now your character has a name!) and the girl is my new sidekick Raven: ah that take me back, how long ago was it that we worked as partners? Al: that would be oh 5 years back now during the Tet conflict wouldn't it? *gives raven the long eye* I see you still have the same taste in leathers Raven: well that's one thing I can assure you that won't change Al: So how the hell have you been? as you've said it's been five years
"The very existence of flamethrowers proves that sometime, somewhere, someone said to themselves, "You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done"."
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Registered: July 24, 2006
Posts: 1320
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*watches Al dispatch twelve thugs in less than thirty seconds* hmmm... Maybe Phoenix wasn't such a bad idea after all... *goes invisible and follows Al and Sam back to the bar. She floats off in a corner, and Al excuses himself to go to the bathroom, which happens to be right next to where Raven floats. As he walks by, Al reaches out and grabs Raven's wrist, pulling her along with him* Al: And just what are you doing here? Raven:*smiles* Wouldn't you like to know. Who's the girl, Sarge?
Please save this for me. I'll come back for you, love, I promise to.--Ludo
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Registered: October 28, 2004
Posts: 1876
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Brad managed to get clocked in 4 minutes late. Brad: "Fuck me from behind!" Vain: "Late on the first day & a potty mouth? I already regret hiring you. & where, is your uniform?" Brad turned to see a big burly Croatian man standing in full uniform & holding a notepad. Brad: "Ok, first off, I was late because I tripped over some rocks in an alley on the way here. Second, I ain't wearin' the uniform because that shit don't breath! I wear my gear *points up & down at his normal clothes which are at this time a pair of jogging pants, a wife beater, & of course VANS* & a badge & that's all I wear. Got it? & lastly, I don't think that my dirty fuckin' mouth is any of yo fuckin' business!" The man just laughs & tosses him a badge. Vain: "You have a bad attitude. I like it. My name is Vain Droltor by the way, & I'm the head of security , & don't bother telling me your name because I already know it. You are Brad Holson, yada-yada-yada-yada-yada-yada, & so on & so forth. Ok then, let's get you aquainted with the place. You'll be working night crew." Brad: "Sounds good to me! Lets get the show on the road."
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Registered: February 22, 2004
Posts: 13981
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*marines finish greeting sam enthuisasticly and of course some of the younger ones make joking passes at her (they wouldn't dare date the boss's sister) however gunnery sergeant Jim Doulan is asking some questions in the corner* Gunny: I didn't know you had a sister boss Al: it's a touchy subject jim, I've been trying to get custody of her for years, but no luck and she ended up in one shitty foster home after another so I told her that when she turned 18 she could come stay with me until she could finish high school... Gunny Doulan: she hasn't finished High School yet? Al: she's a credit hour away Gunny Doulan: what subject? Al: advanced mathmatics, you think the boys would be willing to lend a hand? Gunny Doulan: I think you'll have to hold a lottery to see who will have the privelage sir Al: me to gunny Gunny: Sir are you going to make her one of us? Al: as soon as she gets her diploma I'm going to ask if she'll attend boot Gunny: and then come straight back to us of course Al:*grins* of course one does not make friends with the SarMajor of the Corps and the Commandant of the Corps for nothing Gunny: sounds like a plan boss now let's get back to the unit
"The very existence of flamethrowers proves that sometime, somewhere, someone said to themselves, "You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done"."
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Registered: May 18, 2006
Posts: 3802
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OC: Hmm, Typo, I have no idea what I ment by that. Lets call it 120. IC: I walk into the bar with Al. He greets a group of men sitting at a table in the back of the bar. Marine: Hey Captin whered you go? Al: I realized I forgot to go to the bus station. My sister Sam's in towm. Guys meet Sam.
It must be lovely to wake up in the morning and understand everything.
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Registered: February 22, 2004
Posts: 13981
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OC: "Weight: 180" I take it you meant 108 kate? Just then in a small bar down the street Captain Al Puller seceretly that most extraordinary of heros "Devil Dog" is taking in some R&R (commonly called "Tequila") with his platoon of Force Recon Marines when he hears the screams of a woman near by... Al: *tosses some money on the bar* gunny pay my tab and get a round for the boys! *at that he exits the bar and ducking behind a large dumpster dons the distinctive scarlet, black and gold uniform of "Devil Dog" *al then scrables up on to the bar's roof and runs at lighting speeds in the direction of the screams, making a gigantic leap drops in between a frightened woman and her twelve assailants in a back alley* Al: looky here some trash for me to take out *punches the first two thugs hard in the gut and they both fly back and land in a dumpster and then the fight is on in earnest with thugs flying left and right, minutes later* Al: ma'am are you all right? Lady in Distress: I...I don't...I don't know *suddenly she points behind al's left shoulder and screams* look out behind you! *right as the last of the thugs brings a heavy length of pipe down on Al's skull* Al *calmly turns around and grabs the last thug by the throat* that wasn't very nice now was it? *tosses thug on to roof* alright ma'am you'd best leave they may have friends *the woman runs off and Al stands still in the alley twirling a Ka-bar fighting knife until suddenly the knife is thrown through the air pinning the young aqua to the wall* Al: now who might you be? Sam: hey were on the same side you big jerk now let me go! Al: as you wish *pulls the knife from the wall* Sam: thanks, hey you wouldn't happen to be looking for a sidekick would you? Al: why are you looking for a Hero? Sam: Uh well yes Al: well I'll consider it, what can you do? Sam: control water Al: like how? *sam blasts him with a high pressure water burst* Al: good enough for me Sam: so are we partners? Al: it's a deal kid this gig gets pretty dang lonely after a while... however I have to find away to disguise you, I'm not rich enough, nor old enough to have a youthful ward and I can't claim your my child your maybe five years younger than me tops...any qualms as being passed off as my little sister? Sam: how? we look nothing alike Al: with gene modification the way it is now does it really matter? ah any way you better come meet the boys Sam: the boys? Al: my Marine Corps platoon, they'll be adopting you by the way Sam: ah...okay *and after changing in to street cloths they walk back towards the bar not noticing the other pair of super heros on the other side of the street...*
"The very existence of flamethrowers proves that sometime, somewhere, someone said to themselves, "You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done"."
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Registered: July 24, 2006
Posts: 1320
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OC: I hate it when they don't let me edit posts on certain boards... Anyway I was trying to add invisibility to my powers.... IC: Raven lands, and Brad transforms back into being Brad, turns, and sees her. Brad: who are you? Raven: That information is given out on a need- to-know-basis only. Brad: Well, that's pleasant. *The sounds of a woman screaming reach Raven's super-sensitive ears a full fifteen seconds before Brad heard them, and she is gone before he hears them*
Please save this for me. I'll come back for you, love, I promise to.--Ludo
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Registered: May 18, 2006
Posts: 3802
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My travels have now led me to Phoenix. It's around lunchtime, I thought to myself, I should go eat. I see a mall with a food court up ahead. I get Chinnese and French Fries, my favorite lunch, and sit down to eat. Just then I hear a woman screaming. I quickly go into a dark corner and change into my superhero garb.
It must be lovely to wake up in the morning and understand everything.
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Registered: July 24, 2006
Posts: 1320
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*walks into a Phoenix shopping mall, and thinks:* Why did I even come here? This is hotter than the furnace of Hell! *sees blond man give chase to a thug* Hmm... interesting *follows the pair, invisibly, watches the entire scene* this is getting curiouser and curiouser...
Please save this for me. I'll come back for you, love, I promise to.--Ludo
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Registered: August 14, 2004
Posts: 3132
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Super Name: Lord Travino Alter Ego: Vain Droltor Affiliation: Evil Super Villian Group Status: Leader of Evil Empire of Super Villians Alter Ego's Occupation: Security Guard Age: 22 Sex: Male Species/Nationality: Human/Croatian Height: 6'6" Weight: 290 lbs. Eyes: Red/Orange Hair: Jet Black Build: Massive, Built like a brick Regular Clothes: Business suit Costume: Evil Warlord black leather outfit... no cape Powers: Forms metal spikes in his hands and arms that can be hurled at enemies at great rates of speed. Fly, and has some psi powers. Lives: Croatia/Earth
"So others may die" - USAF Intel Targeteer Motto (607th AIS)
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Registered: March 29, 2003
Posts: 2615
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i thought this was OORPG until i saw the entire thing..
Dont let ur studies interfere with ur education!!!!!
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Registered: October 28, 2004
Posts: 1876
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Awesome! We now officially have enough people to start the first event. Here we go! First Event: Deep in the heart of Phoenix, Brad Holson is walking down the street on his way to his new job at the mall. With the current rise of crime in Arizona there is now a stronger need for security guards. Brad: "Hmmm. That's weird. I've been out walking for 15 minutes already, & not a single mugging or--" A gang-banger looking guy just punched out a man in a suit that was talking on his cell, & ran off with his wallet. Brad: "Guess I spoke too soon!" Brad took off running after the thief. He went running through an alley, & climbed up a fire escape ladder up to a rooftop, & continued running. He spotted the guy heading this way so he jumped off the roof, turned into rock in midair, & landed directly in front of the guy. His landing shook so hard that the guy fell over & several car alarms went off. Brad: (in a loud & raspy voice) "I THINK THAT YOU'D BETTER GIVE THAT BACK!" Thug: "You go ahead & have it homes!" The thug ran off & the wallet's owner ran up. Brad: "I BELIEVE THIS IS YOURS! *hands him the wallet*" Brad steps into a nearby alley & reverts back leaving a pile of rocks behind (this always happens). Brad: "Shit! I'm late for work!" Brad runs off in the direction of the mall.
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