Of Men and Titans II (Superhuman RP, Open sign ups)

[Mavorpen]

No, I mean, what makes her "greasy."

Because again, Ashai can not only breathe in water, but also withstand any amount of water pressure, swim through any current, etc.

She's not greasy, she's just damned hard to catch.

For everyone else.

[Islamic Republic e Jariri]

Character name: Unknown
Alias(Optional):Various, currently uses Damien Somerfield
Age: 510 (Biological age 10)
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Side(Heroes,Neutral or Villains): Neutral
Personality: Emotionally cold, money minded, extreemly intelegent, charming, often displays childish mentality, often undergoes an identity crisis, lonesome, finds it difficult to trust others, , egoistical, manipulative, deductive, on the exterior remains well mannered.
Powers: Immortal, body is constantly maintained in the same state as it was when he was 10, his body is therefore immune to the effects of alien substances which may impose any kind of changes to his body, in effect allowing him to heal and repair himself quickly, familiar with using a variety of weapons, has taken part in a few stealth assassinations, ultra-intuitive, 500 years of life experience.
Drawbacks: Otherwise a normal human being with no superpowers, with the physique of a young child there is very little he can do physically, his greatest asset therefore being his mind, and can still suffer pain he's not fully used to.

Bio: Born in 1503 to a family of alchmists, on his 10th birthday he was going around his father's belongings when he discovered a maroon liquid suspended in a glass tube, and mistaking it for his birthday juice he drank it, he unknowingly drunk an alchemist elixir of immortality. His father panicked upon discovering this and locked him in the basement in total darkness, isolation and silence for a month without food or water. Though greatly suffering under extreme thirst and starvation, Damien was surprised to discover that he was still alive after 1 month, when his father released him and explained to him that he had drunk a mystically enhanced mutagen which permanently maintains his body, effectively making him immortal but stuck his his 10 year old state for eternity. The horrified Damien ran away, and built his life on his own for the past 500 years, sometimes questing for a cure to end his immortality, but his fear of death ultimately keeps him from doing so. He has a mixed relation with the Order, has in the past helped them hunt down numerous Abhumans and has often found ways to financially profit off the sidelines, but recently left the Order in fear of being captured and experimented on by them. In 2018 he arrived in Cold Harbor to look for superpowered individuals and the criminal underground for business opportunities and has noticed the actions of the Night-Owl against the criminal syndicate and wonders if there is any potential profit for him to make in this situation. His main reason for coming however is to find Savior.


RP Sample:

3 Days Ago
In a warehouse located in an isolated area, 3 figures meet. One is 6 feet long and resembles a humanoid tiger with orange, black and white fur, sharp claws and teeth. The other is a lot skinnier, has a black tattoo of a Phoenix on his face, wears green trousers and a black vest and has long purple hair. The last person appeared more normal than the rest, he wears a beige tuxedo and has placed a silver suitcase on a table in between all three of them.
'You got all the doh, Mayor?' asks the humanoid tiger.
'Yes, all 14 million of it' the man in the tuxedo replies.
'Double check it Marve,' says the skinny man with the tattoo on his face.
'The combination is 4 9 0 7 2 9' says the man in the tuxedo.
Marve opened the suitcase and started counting.
'Thats about it all, Simon' he says when finished counting.
'Can you believe it Marve? 14 million to get rid of some scrawny little kid, hello my share of the 7 million and early retirement-'
'SHHHH!'
'What is it Marve?'
'I smell someone.... someone else approaching this place.'
'Well, well,' said Simon, 'the bait lured itself in.'
'You're my easiest 14 million yet' said Marve looking at the figure approaching the warehouse.
'Thats him! Thats Damien Somerfield!' said the man in the beige tuxedo.
'You look younger than I thought' said Marve.

Damien was dressed in a a brown overcoat and stared at the three individuals. He looked at the humanoid tiger.
'Marvin Smithe McFeene, 28 years old, gifted geneticist and zoologist, as a child you suffered from lack of confidence and had emotionally shallow parents, not to mention you were frequently bullied at school for your ugly physique. In order to feel good about yourself you rewrote half of your genetic phenotype to that of a Bengali Tiger, allowing you to easily intimidate others with your appearance and abilities, giving you a rather large sense of an ego'.
Then he turned to the skinny individual with the tattoo on his face. 'Simon Belmount Casterwill' you were born a freak, an outcast from society, and whats even worse was that you came from an aristocratic family. But because of your condition you were disinherited and turned to a life of crime as a hit-man.'
Afterwards he turned to the man in the tuxedo. 'Mayor Sarderwood, so nice to finally meet you. You're the one who's been tailing me with your assassins for hire in the past five days. You're bummed out that I keep interfering with your secret black market operations and now you're terrified that I'll expose that little underground prostitution ring of yours to the public, and since you have become a rather nasty thorn on my side it's very likely that I will expose you. You knew that and hired these two goons to take me out once and for all, how utterly despicably FOOLISH of you' he said with his eyes widening.

'OK you little brat, you're gonna learn what it means to be disrespectful to your elders' said Marvin as he lashed out at Damien with his claws.
Damien instantly dodged, then drew out a switch blade knife which he flicked open and stabbed Marvin's shoulder with.
'AAAAHH!'
'MARVE!' shouted Simon, then he inhaled deeply, then exhaled and a stream of fire came out of his mouth towards Damien.
Damien quickly took cover behind the injured Marvin, who got incinerated in his place.
'MARVE! NO!' yelled Simon. 'You little cowardly piece of-'
Simon blasted a powerful magma wave at the Damien, who was instantly engulfed by it.
'BURN! THATS WHAT YOU GET FOR KILLING MY BEST FRIEND!'

'That was my favorite overcoat'.
'What the-'
Damien got up, his top completely burned off, but his actual body fully intact.
'How did you-'
BANG!
Simon froze, then fell on the hard ground, with a burning sensation of pain on his chest.
'You.. shot me..'
'In your stomach exactly, tearing it open and releasing the hydro-cholric acid and other digestive chemicals into the rest of your body, in a couple of hours time your insides are going to slowly and painfully breakdown and get digested, effectively your body is cannibalizing itself, I'm willing to bet a lottery ticket you're kidneys will disappear within less than 4 hours.' In other words, your life is already ending, prepare to feel death's embrace.' said Damien, smiling.
Mayor Sarderwood panicked and started to sweat before trying to run towards the door.
BANG!
He was shot in his right knee and couldn't move anymore.
'Please! Don't kill me, I'll give you whatever, I'll pay you-'
He was instantly dead before he could finish his sentence when Damian threw his knife onto his forehead.
'Quite fitting' he said as he pulled the knife out. 'I got this switchblade off a pimp in New York back in the 60s'.
He walked towards the silver suitcase. '14 million huh? I could do with a new shirt and overcoat'.

[Honorisia]

She's not greasy, she's just damned hard to catch.

For everyone else.

Did I really make a super with the same powers as you? Damn...

[Mavorpen]

For everyone else.

Did I really make a super with the same powers as you? Damn...

No. Mine has the power to mimic any animal's natural abilities. So...yeah.

[Honorisia]

Did I really make a super with the same powers as you? Damn...

No. Mine has the power to mimic any animal's natural abilities. So...yeah.

Oh, well at least Conduit could beat her pretty easy.

[Rynagria]

Hey GB, I'm pretty sure Yami is using a Katana not a Katara.....

Well her appearence picture makes her look like its using a Katana, but my RP character actually says that it uses a Katara.

Can't find a blade that's named a katara........ Do you mean a katar? The south Asian dagger?

Edit: never mind.
Because in the image, your character is seen with a kodachi not a katana, still don't quite don't know what a katara is.

[Islamic Republic e Jariri]

Well her appearence picture makes her look like its using a Katana, but my RP character actually says that it uses a Katara.

Can't find a blade that's named a katara........ Do you mean a katar? The south Asian dagger?

A Katana would be much more effective.

[Mavorpen]

No. Mine has the power to mimic any animal's natural abilities. So...yeah.

Oh, well at least Conduit could beat her pretty easy.

Lolwhut. She can dodge electricity easily.

[Honorisia]

Oh, well at least Conduit could beat her pretty easy.

Lolwhut. She can dodge electricity easily.

No animal that's immune though. So if he hits her, she's done.

EDIT: Dodge electricity? How the hell do you do that? That could be a handy trick.

[Rynagria]

Can't find a blade that's named a katara........ Do you mean a katar? The south Asian dagger?

A Katana would be much more effective.

Depends on the situation. Always depends on the situation at hand.

[Mavorpen]

Lolwhut. She can dodge electricity easily.

No animal that's immune though. So if he hits her, she's done.

No. Not really. If it's like lightning, it's doubtful it would do any significant damage.

[Honorisia]

Gonna go to sleep. It's starting to affect my writing ability.

[Antogna]

Character name: Damien Somerfield
Alias(Optional): None
Age: 510 (Biological age 10)
Gender: Male
Appearance:
(Image)
Side(Heroes,Neutral or Villains): Neutral
Personality: Emotionally cold, money minded, extreemly intelegent, charming, often displays childish mentality, often undergoes an identity crisis, lonesome, finds it difficult to trust others, on the exterior remains well mannered, egoistical, manipulative.
Powers: Immortal, familiar with using a variety of weapons, has taken part in a few stealth assassinations, ultra-intuitive.
Drawbacks: Otherwise a normal human being with no superpowers, with the physique of a young child there is very little he can do physically, can still suffer pain he's not fully used to.

Bio: Born in 1503 to a family of alchmists, on his 10th birthday he was going around his father's belongings when he discovered a maroon liquid suspended in a glass tube, and mistaking it for his birthday juice he drank it, he unknowingly drunk an alchemist elixir of immortality. His father panicked upon discovering this and locked him in the basement in total darkness, isolation and silence for a month without food or water. Though greatly suffering under extreme thirst and starvation, Damien was surprised to discover that he was still alive after 1 month, when his father released him and explained to him his new found immortality. The horrified Damien ran away, never to see his family again, and built his life on his own for the past 200 years, sometimes questing for a cure to end his immortality, but his fear of death ultimately keeps him from doing so. He has a mixed relation with the Order, has in the past helped them hunt down numerous Abhumans and has often found ways to financially profit off the sidelines, but recently left the Order in fear of being captured and experimented on by them. In 2013 he arrived in Cold Harbor to look for superpowered individuals and the criminal underground for business opportunities and has noticed the actions of the Night-Owl against the criminal syndicate and wonders if there is any potential profit for him to make in this situation.

Is that Czeslaw Meyer from Baccano? I have to meet your character. X3

[Eaglleia]

So what happened while I was away?

[Antogna]

I hope Mr. Zein doesn't mind..

Character name: Dieter Blauert
Alias(Optional): Sergeant Aelohr
Age: 37
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Don't mind the swastika please. :3
Side(Heroes,Neutral or Villains): Villains. Though he is particularly after Cael.
Personality: Sadistic and ruthless in combat, strangely quiet and civil when not.
Powers: None. None at all. He is very well trained in hand-to-hand combat and firearms handling. He prefers head-on attack over stealth, because "Coming up on your opponent from behind is cowardice." He is quite strong as well and is very clever.
Drawbacks: He doesn't have powers! D:<
Bio: (During the first book.)
Dieter Blauert, a high field official in servitude to the Order. His records read more than a hundred abhuman indiviuals caught and executed.
Blauert's son, Diederich was raised by his father to despise the supers. At the age of sixteen, he was admitted into his father's platoon. One evening, in the mountains of Utah, Dieter and his son's squad were onto a small group of alleged supers. The man put up quite a fight, but was killed. The woman fled but was shot in the back of the head. Patrolmen reported of a young boy running down the cliffside later on, so Dieter went into pursuit as usual. The group, now a platoon found the boy at dawn in the forest highlands. Dieter at once ordered for his men to shoot the boy. He watched with a grin as the child was riddled with bullets and his son looking on in horror. The boy was a big bloody mess after the gunshots, though it seemed he had created a barrier around himself. Though he'd taken several bullets to the chest and stomach and a noticeable graze across his face. Now furious, the boy turned his head to look at Dieter's platoon. One foreman, armed with a carbine floated up into the air, arms pinned to his sides, face twisted in terror. He screamed in agony when his limbs stretched out and his neck went taut. The dying child, using what power he had left ripped the man limb from limb and dropped the his mutilated body onto the forest floor. Blauert cocked his pistol and whispered to his son, "Aim for the head, boy. Make sure his brains spill out. We'll gut him later." To this Diederich nodded hesitantly.
Dieter once again turned his attention to the boy when he slowly stood up, moaning. He looked up and almost simultaneously, twelve of Dieters men exploded into blue flames with a loud electrical zap. Dieter raised his gun and shot at the boy thrice. He was astounded to see the bullets disintegrate within inches from the boy's face.
"DIE!" the boy screamed furiously. A ring of blue light emanated from the boy's shield and blasted outward. It swallowed more soldiers, incinerating them and then vaporizing their remains. The blue sphere stopped in front of Dieter's feet and shrank into the force field, then exploded again, this time even more destructive.
When Dieter woke up, his son was gone. Presuming that he'd been killed during the shockwave, he cursed the boy and vowed not to rest until he'd been killed and buried just like all his kind. (Little does he know that Diedrich left earlier and fled, hoping not to witness any more massacres hosted by his father.)
RP Sample (If first, just write about your character going through their daily life)

I'll update Cael's app too. But my aunt wants me to clean out the menagerie first. XP

[Charmera]

I hope Mr. Zein doesn't mind..

Character name: Dieter Blauert
Alias(Optional): Sergeant Aelohr
Age: 37
Gender: Male
Appearance:

(Image)

Don't mind the swastika please. :3
Side(Heroes,Neutral or Villains): Villains. Though he is particularly after Cael.
Personality: Sadistic and ruthless in combat, strangely quiet and civil when not.
Powers: None. None at all. He is very well trained in hand-to-hand combat and firearms handling. He prefers head-on attack over stealth, because "Coming up on your opponent from behind is cowardice." He is quite strong as well and is very clever.
Drawbacks: He doesn't have powers! D:<
Bio: (During the first book.)
Dieter Blauert, a high field official in servitude to the Order. His records read more than a hundred abhuman indiviuals caught and executed.
Blauert's son, Diederich was raised by his father to despise the supers. At the age of sixteen, he was admitted into his father's platoon. One evening, in the mountains of Utah, Dieter and his son's squad were onto a small group of alleged supers. The man put up quite a fight, but was killed. The woman fled but was shot in the back of the head. Patrolmen reported of a young boy running down the cliffside later on, so Dieter went into pursuit as usual. The group, now a platoon found the boy at dawn in the forest highlands. Dieter at once ordered for his men to shoot the boy. He watched with a grin as the child was riddled with bullets and his son looking on in horror. The boy was a big bloody mess after the gunshots, though it seemed he had created a barrier around himself. Though he'd taken several bullets to the chest and stomach and a noticeable graze across his face. Now furious, the boy turned his head to look at Dieter's platoon. One foreman, armed with a carbine floated up into the air, arms pinned to his sides, face twisted in terror. He screamed in agony when his limbs stretched out and his neck went taut. The dying child, using what power he had left ripped the man limb from limb and dropped the his mutilated body onto the forest floor. Blauert cocked his pistol and whispered to his son, "Aim for the head, boy. Make sure his brains spill out. We'll gut him later." To this Diederich nodded hesitantly.
Dieter once again turned his attention to the boy when he slowly stood up, moaning. He looked up and almost simultaneously, twelve of Dieters men exploded into blue flames with a loud electrical zap. Dieter raised his gun and shot at the boy thrice. He was astounded to see the bullets disintegrate within inches from the boy's face.
"DIE!" the boy screamed furiously. A ring of blue light emanated from the boy's shield and blasted outward. It swallowed more soldiers, incinerating them and then vaporizing their remains. The blue sphere stopped in front of Dieter's feet and shrank into the force field, then exploded again, this time even more destructive.
When Dieter woke up, his son was gone. Presuming that he'd been killed during the shockwave, he cursed the boy and vowed not to rest until he'd been killed and buried just like all his kind. (Little does he know that Diedrich left earlier and fled, hoping not to witness any more massacres hosted by his father.)
RP Sample (If first, just write about your character going through their daily life)

I'll update Cael's app too. But my aunt wants me to clean out the menagerie first. XP

It would be interesting if Graves met him...

[Zeinbrad]

All apps accepted.

Also, I'm going to ask, how well would your character do in a fight with Savior? Would he/she have a chance to win, or would it be a one-sided curbstomping battle?

[Flimxanthia]

I've returned to the party!

[Rynagria]

All apps accepted.

Also, I'm going to ask, how well would your character do in a fight with Savior? Would he/she have a chance to win, or would it be a one-sided curbstomping battle?

Anisha might have a chance.

Takashi can fight at the same level of bladed combat but on anything else he'll lose.

Yui, because she's untrained, will most likely lose.

Hiro can only delay Savior, then a curb stomp battle will occur when Savior kicks his ass.

Also, what did you think of the TV tropes stuff I TGd you.

[Mavorpen]

All apps accepted.

Also, I'm going to ask, how well would your character do in a fight with Savior? Would he/she have a chance to win, or would it be a one-sided curbstomping battle?

I think Ashai could put up a good fight.

[Zeinbrad]

All apps accepted.

Also, I'm going to ask, how well would your character do in a fight with Savior? Would he/she have a chance to win, or would it be a one-sided curbstomping battle?

Anisha might have a chance.

Takashi can fight at the same level of bladed combat but on anything else he'll lose.

Yui, because she's untrained, will most likely lose.

Hiro can only delay Savior, then a curb stomp battle will occur when Savior kicks his ass.

Also, what did you think of the TV tropes stuff I TGd you.

Let me find them.

[Rynagria]

Anisha might have a chance.

Takashi can fight at the same level of bladed combat but on anything else he'll lose.

Yui, because she's untrained, will most likely lose.

Hiro can only delay Savior, then a curb stomp battle will occur when Savior kicks his ass.

Also, what did you think of the TV tropes stuff I TGd you.

Let me find them.

Found them?

And when did Anisha act immature?

[Zeinbrad]

Let me find them.

Found them?

And when did Anisha act immature?

Yes.

Harb told me, I'm guessing her fondness for cute things.

[Rynagria]

Found them?

And when did Anisha act immature?

Yes.

Harb told me, I'm guessing her fondness for cute things.

Okay then..........

[Antogna]

Cael could hurt her (Savior) but he lacks the will to fight. Besides, Savior's one sassy angel.
Also, Graves and Dieter would be a nice pair. >XD