NSWRPF Archive The Boise Freedom Force: A Not So Super Hero Team

Backstory:

On the table in front of Defense Secretary William Navey was a contract. Across from him sat The Scout, with Night Terror and Pallas Leda, the Guardian Princess on either side. The three leading members of the Judgement Enacting Rebellion Crushing Squad. Earth?s finest. The most elite superhero team ever assembled. Navey drummed his fingers slowly on the table.

?These are our terms, Mr. Secretary? said Scout, a wide, charming grin on his face. The face of the entire superhero world. His hair, despite taking a trip around Pluto earlier that day, remained perfectly combed and in place. How could anyone turn down The Scout? Sure, he could break you in half with his eyelashes, but he?d probably ask politely before he did so.

Navey looked back down at the contract. Signing it would mean the U.S. would never need a military again. It also meant it wouldn?t have had the funds to keep one anyway.

?It?s this or nothing? said Night Terror. ?Either we get the funds to defend you, or the next time a meteor the size of Texas is headed this way, you can find somebody else to stop it.?

?It?s not that we don?t enjoy doing what we do? offered Pallas Leda, the Guardian Princess.

?Not that at all? continued Night Terror. ?But have you ever tried to fund an orbital space station and a small fleet of interstellar vehicles? It?s breaking Austere Industries. It?s not as if I don?t provide the military with all of their weapons anyway. Consider this a weapons upgrade.?

?But you can?t just not save the world!? protested Navey. He looked at Scout. ?Your conscience wouldn?t allow it.? Scout thought about this for a minute.

?Well, technically what we are doing is vigilantism, and that?s illegal. I can?t in good conscience continue doing it.? Navey slumped in defeat.

?Where do I sign?? he asked dejectedly.


A short time later:


?Look!? Boise Mayor David Bieter nearly screamed into the phone in terror. ?You have to do something! We?re all going to die!?

?We?re sorry, Mr. Mayor? came the voice on the other side. ?The Department of Defense can only afford to contract the JERCS for national emergencies. If we were to pay them for every little crisis, we?d be bankrupt. Call back when there?s a meteor the size of Texas headed your way.?

The Mayor hung the receiver up and put his head in his hands, muttering to himself.

?Perhaps it?s time we hired our own superhero team? offered the Mayor?s aide, Leah Sawn. ?It?s in the budget?kind of? she added.

?What are you waiting for?? he asked. ?Put out an advertisement!?



Welcome to the Boise Freedom Force.

The Game:

The Boise Freedom Force is the budget superhero team for the city of Boise, Idaho. This is not the Justice League. These aren?t the Avengers. This game is about creating superheroes with flaws or quirky powers. Your character should have a glaring weakness or flaw that hinders them in some way.

The point is not to make superheroes that are useless. The point is to make superheroes that just didn?t make the cut. The point is to make a useful, functioning team out of the All-Star rejects.

It?s also to be lighthearted and fun. This is parody. You should feel encouraged to poke fun at conventional superherodom. But while it?s fun, hopefully we can also have some good character development, and this team can eventually become a prominent superhero team in their own right.

Villains are also welcome, although the same rules should be applied when creating them. We don't want Galactus level threats, but Dr. Horrible wouldn't be so bad.

Gameplay will consist of seemingly low level crime waves that escalate into super villains, and the occasional natural disaster or alien invasion. Defending the city of Boise, Idaho (and eventually beyond) is the main goal of the game.

The world of BFF:

The world of BFF is teeming with super powered heroes and villains, but they come at a price. Cities and countries must employ teams of super powered individuals to combat rising crime waves, natural disasters, and the thr

 

My character:


Name: Reed Thompson

Alias: Technomancer

Appearance: Reed is about 6', and looks to be about 180 pounds(although his cybernetic enhancements make him much heavier),
with shaggy brown hair and a hawk like nose. Appears to be in his mid to late 30s.
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Age: 89

Powers: Technopathy, the ability to manipulate technology. Manifested as a special form of electrical/telekinetic manipulation(such as moving, repairing, or integrating a machine into himself), a special form of shapeshifting which allows physical interaction with machines(this manifests itself in his fingers, which can telescope and merge into existing technology, allowing him to interface with it), and a special form of ESP that allows for communication with machines. And a cybernetically enhanced body, which gives him a higher constitution than a normal human, as well as being able to lift weight in excess of natural human limits. He is able to repair damage faster than a normal human by replacing damaged parts.

Gadgets: Usually carries a cellphone, PDA, or any number of other hand held electronics that he might be able to interface with.

Weaknesses: Reed's body is susceptible to overloading or short circuiting if struck with electricity or if doused or submerged in too much water. His ability to communicate with technology is hampered by the fact that most machines he tries to communicate with can be difficult to deal with, having personalities of their own.

Personality: Thompson is quick tempered and brash. He will often have an angry outburst if a machine he is dealing with is being at all difficult, calling it names or hitting it, only increasing it's reluctance to help him. Reed will rush into a fight without thinking it through first. Although after taking a few bruises he will often find a way to win.


Bio: Reed joined the Air Force before WWII, and became a pilot. He was not a very good one, and was shot down several times when the war started. Scientists began work on a project that would allow their pilots to communicate with their planes, hoping it would increase performance by giving the pilot a greater bond with their aircraft. Thompson volunteered for the project, which involved several surgeries and implants. The project was a success when Reed discovered he was able to communicate with his plane, but the ability quickly became more of a problem than a help when it was discovered that the planes had personalities of their own. Due to his hotheaded nature, Reed did not often get along with his aircraft, and so his performance worsened rather than improved. The project was considered a failure, and Reed was discharged from the military.
Reed joined and was kicked off of several superhero teams for the next several decades, discovering that his enhancements slowed the aging process. Over the years he had many other surgeries, which improved his ability to interface with the ever changing technological world. He has a cellphone named Mary which he is constantly bickering with.

 

OOC: Will be sending in a character sheet soon.

 

That website's in Portuguese, and expect a CS...

 

Oops.

 

How did you save your image from the hero creator?

 

I hit print screen, then pasted into photoshop(mspaint or any other kind of photo program like that should work), saved it as a jpg., and then uploaded it to photobucket.

 

GM Approved!!!!

Name: Albert Lee Johnson
Alias: American Eagle
Appearance: [image=http://photos-416.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v315/150/101/32702416/n32702416_31060695_4240.jpg]
Age: 30
Powers: American Eagle is gifted with strength, agility, above average levels of patriotism, and the head and single wing of an American Bald Eagle.
Personality: Strong love of country, and a distaste for weak, lilly-livered liberal "ideals," Terrorism, and illegal immigrants.
Bio: Not to be confused with the popular teen clothing retailer, American Eagle is the product of a military experiment gone terribly wrong. In this post-9/11 society, US citizens have been in strong need of symbols and messages. As such, the Department of Defense sought to create their own superhero for use abroad in the global War on Terror, an embodiment of both small-town, conservative values and ass-kicking military superiority.

Major Albert Lee Johnson, a good Virginia boy and Gulf War Veteran, was secretly enlisted from his Marines baracks for the project as his friends were sent - once more - to Iraq. The plan was to infuse Johnson's genetic structure with the DNA of a bald eagle, creating a terrifying - if somewhat literal - new American weapon, capable of combat on the ground and in the air. Things did not go terribly well. Johnson's body remained mostly human, save for his head and a wing which, while impressive, was useless on its own. Far from fighting on the front lines and inspiring US citizens around the world, Johnson found himself being shipped to USO shows to try and raise morale. Once the JERCS were contracted by the Department of Defense, American Eagle was considered largely useless; he was brought back to the States and turned out, left with nothing but a few hundred dollars and the contents of his bag. Lost and alone, Johnson stalked the streets, accepting his lot as a freak and a superhero, fighting for truth, justice, and the American way.

While in the midst of a mission to foil a same-sex wedding in Vermont, however, American Eagle caught wind of Boise's call for masked vigilantes, and set out for Idaho - just the kind of small-town, middle-America place he could really settle down in.

OOC: Hope not to offend anyone with the parody...

 

GM Approved... Foolish Mortals...

Name: Luke Fer

Alias: The Freedom Fan

Appearance: Like a normal, black haired, brown eyed 13 year old boy. Except the whole "red skin, tail, and horns" thing.

Age: 13

Powers: Stronger and faster than the average thirteen year old, prehensile tail

Gadgets: The signal watch he has to contact the other Freedom Force members

Weaknesses: Any and all Christian religious iconography, the inevitable persecution a prepubescent lord of sin can expect

Personality: Overly enthusiastic, exceptionally naive and trusting, prone to clumsiness

Bio: Luke Fer was like any other kid his age: He liked to play sports, watch TV, study, do his chores, and say cute childhood euphemisms like "Golly gee whiz" and "Yippee!" As the 1950s definition of an average nine-year-old living in the new millennium, there were the occasional bullies, but overall life was, in Luke's own words "Swell".

That all changed on his tenth birthday when he met his real father. He was walking from school, cheerfully whistling the theme from the Andy Griffith Show, his eye black from getting punched by someone who had stolen his lunch money, when an immense rift opened up in the Earth and sucked him in.

There, he met his father: the Prince of Darkness, the Lord of Lies, the Architect of Suffering... his name was very hard to pronounce. Luke was overjoyed: Not only had he finally met his father, but he had also gotten a good explanation for his red skin. Not to mention the odd bumps on his head that made his mother always want him to wear a hat. And that odd tail that he had to keep rolled up in his pants.

Dear old dad was nice enough to grant Luke the promise of future power: Eight more really swell horns, another six heads, rule of the world, and his own personal number! Luke was ecstatic and gave his father a big hug before going off to get his homework done.

Eventually Luke's horns grew too big to hide, his tail too large to wrap up. So he was forced to go public with his identity, which earned some odd looks from nearly everyone he met and quite a few cries of "Antichrist!" from the local reverends. Whatever that meant.

When Luke found out about the creation of the Boise Freedom Force, he was excited about the thought of a bunch of superheroes living so close to home that he went and applied right away. He is now the team's unofficial mascot, The Freedom Fan, and he lends his own... unique... brand of enthusiasm to the group.

 

OOC:

FRIGGIN' LAWL, DUDE!

 

*GM Approved*

Name: Juli Ghest

Alias: Diamond Pixie

Appearance: Juli is about 5?9? and about 130lbs(although size and weight change with size shifting), with neck long black hair, pointy ears, insect like wings, lithe tail, and a tiny nose. Appears to be in early twenties with a service related tattoo on right arm.
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Age: 28

Powers: Transformation, the ability to transform into a humanoid living breathing version of a substance/material touched. As well as Size Shifting, the ability to shrink at will, at least in theory. Both of her abilities are tied to an extent into her emotions and feelings, such as fear or being frightened can serve as a trigger for her to shrink without much conscious thought. Her transformations are more controlled by grit or determination and concentration to maintain that feeling which often precludes her to using only one power at a time or unable to use the power she wants to. Due to their origin she can crawl across any rough surface.

Gadgets: Communicator/recorder that she wears so that she can communicate more easily with those further away and have a play back she can use later to dissect her actions and abilities. An three-bladed half sword for defense and common material for her transformations, which has a small single karat diamond in the handgrip.

Weaknesses: Her emotions and attention which if broken leave her defenseless, or if triggered by an opponent?s words/resistance can cause them to shift and her abilities to either randomly misfire or short out. Too much pain can also have the same affect. Her ability to ?wall crawl? is limited to crawling on rough surfaces as smooth ones like glass she will simply slide off.

Personality: Juli is often calm and pensive; focusing mainly on what recently happened or is happening then on the future even to the way of ending of a battle. Although her emotions do more easily flare in silent outbursts to situations which might go unnoticed if not for the occasional power activation which only fuels more emotions and her powers further sporadic activation from which her normal reaction is to flee and be left alone.

Bio: Having been born a normal looking human she had enjoyed much or her earlier years, even if she had spent them as the weird kid that hung out alone most of the time. When she joined the Air Force she had been asked if she would be willing to participate in an experiment after her mutant status was discovered, due to her survival of a cargo plane crash by having used her transformation mutation. It was designed as a way to address how rare ace pilot skills and the ability to operate for prolonged flights are, key factors in any battle decision. Figuring that this was as good a way to ?Be all that she could be? and serve her country she agreed. The experimenters recorded and tampered with her DNA adding damselfly and specific lizard characteristics that were believed to aid in 3D spatial reasoning and innate sense of directions as well as lessoned need for sleep. The project was a partial success, she did indeed have acute 3D spatial sense and an added bonus of an apparent slower aging process, although her need for sleep remained at a normal level of about seven to eight hour optimum; undesirable effects also occurred as her body adapted and grew wings, ability to climb walls, and a tail. The tail and wings made flying in a normal cockpit more difficult and restrictive, making her results unusable in any normal setting as well as undesirable change in human form as she began size changing not long after, the project was deemed a failure.

Taking an early discharge she had tried working in a few super hero groups were she might better fit in and serve, but to no avail as her sporadic powers and emotional retreats got her drummed out over the next couple of years in favor of Supers that were ?all ready set to go?. Although through the years she has begun to try and accept her new appearance with her super

 

OOC: Same to you. The bit about the gay marriage was priceless.

 

^Both of you two have priceless posts, I think I may have to see someone about a sore side[face_laughing] It's going to be reeeal interesting playing with you all, and just to clarify if you don't know Wilderness Stew = anything that isn't nailed down or too fast to catch in wilderness thrown together.

 

*A small murmur is heard in the distance, gaining rhythmic force. It is the sound of human voices, unintelligible and savage. The din takes a pulsating form and, starting tinny, becomes audible, snowballing in violence and volume. A chant!*

...the game! start the gaME! start THE GAME!! START THE GAME!!! START THE GAME!!!! START THE GAME!!!!!

 

There are a couple of character sheets that are approved that haven't been posted yet, so I am just waiting for them. Please be patient, as I'd rather have a 5-7 man team before starting, which we have, they just haven't posted them yet.

 

I was kidding...

...the RPF as a whole has been sleepy, lately, and I have so much procrastinating to do...

 

Well, summer is over for pretty much everyone. So now it's work work work! And then... work!

 

We should definitely be underway this week sometime. I have a few plot lines set up already, and so we are just waiting on a full team.

 

GM Approved Character Sheet, hur hur (thats supposed to be a laugh, maybe lol).

Name: Declan Kirby

Alias: "Blood Shadow"

Appearance:
Height- 6'1.5''

Weight/Build- 205 lbs/ well muscled and very athletic but not bulky (like career cage fighter or martial artist

Ethnicity- Caucasian (Irish Descent)

Hair Color/style- Dark Brown-red/ shoulder length, wavy, slightly unkempt

Eye color/shape- blue with flecks of green and gray/ walnut shaped (not the orb, but the orbital openings themselves), prominent five o'clock shadow present

Facial Features- Oval shaped face, slightly flatter nose from multiple breaks, strong but not prominent jawline, average sized mouth and lips, prominent five o'clock shadow (stubble)

Costume-

graphite gray strapless mask (Green Lantern style) with dark red overlay (like robins mask)

graphite gray footless, hoodless, and armless bodysuit

dark red motorcycle style jacket with black panel stylization to the left and right of the sternum on the chest, on the upper arms, and down the lateral sides (ribs), as well as small raised shoulder

graphite gray full finger gloves with black wrist cuffs and dark red band around top knuckles of all 5 digits

graphite gray relaxed fit pants

dark brown utility belt and weapons slings with steel gray utility compartments and obsidion black front buckle ringed by same metal as compartments

Black paratrooper style boots with a central dark red stripe (where laces would go) as well as visible steel toecaps (pants go over the boot cuffs)

Age: 27

Powers and Skills:
Concussive/Kinetic energy/force manipulation-
Blood Shadow is able to manipulate an aura or reserve of non-telekinetic concussive energy to a degree. The most prominent is its use for striking moves or sudden maneuvers off a surface. When he throws a strike with either his body, his own, or an improvised weapon, the blow is amplified in varying degrees, anywhere from a 12 gauge shotgun blast to a force approaching the equivalent of a 2000 pound conventional bomb. He is also able to use this sudden shock force to propel himself with large leaps as well as sudden forceful rebounds, albeit both have to be performed off of a solid surface.
This same force that allows him to be an effective striker also protects him from virtually all physical attacks, such as fists, blades, and bullets, as well as allowing him to take much longer falls than even the most hardy of normal humans without injury.
His powers also extend into other aspects of his being. Blood Shadow has a heightened sense of Spatial Awareness, allowing him to perceive his surroundings and the changes within them with much more clarity and focus than even the best fighter pilots
Finally, Blood Shadow also possesses enhanced reflexes, allowing him to react to stimuli with split second precise movements.


Fighting system/style-
Blood Shadow is an accomplished fighter, having studied, practiced, and blended techniques and movements from Balitok Eskrima, Krav Maga, Jeet Kune Do, and Judo, allowing for a direct fighting style that can engage and neutralize several opponents at once with empty hands, his own, or improvised weaponry. He is also adept at gunfighting but eschews the practice unless absolutely necessary.

First Responder/Medic-
Blood Shadow considers rescue work just as important as any other superhero duty, and is an accomplished field medic and technical rescue expert, able to make a save from a wide variety of disasters accidents and medical emergencies.

Forensic/Detective Skills-
While not on par with some of the most renowned superhero crimebusters, Blood Shadow is more than capable of unraveling most mysteries and detecting the clues and hints that lead him to a bust.

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GM APPROVED


Character sheets:

Name: Jack Bryce

Alias: The Ace of Spades

Appearance:
-Height: 6'1"
-Weight: 200 lbs.
-Clothing: Denim Blue Jeans, Black square-toed Cowboy Boots, Black 'Cut Off' Sleeveless Tee, Faded Black Denim Jacket, Black Bandanna, Black Cowboy hat.

Age: 23

Powers: Super Human Eye Sight, Super Enhanced Reflexes, and 'Danger Sense' Precognition

Weapons: .357 Scholfield Revolver, .38 spl. 4-Barreled Derringer, .357 'Maire's Leg', Tactical Switchblade, Tactical Butterfly Knife.

Weaknesses: Sensitivity to Bright Light, Low Pain Tolerance, Alchoholism, Limited Ammunition, Gambling Addiction.

Personality: Constant Paranoia, thoughts of superiority, intolerance of failure.


Bio:

Born and Raised in Vale, Oregon (about 70 Miles outside of Boise), Jack's powers manifested early in life, which he quickly took advantage of. From school yard bets to more dangerous stunts, Jack made a lot of friends with his display of power, and he hustled them all for a lot of money. By his 21st Birthday Jack was already becoming an Alchoholic Gambler, and only using his powers to make more money. He became more and more paranoid as he owed more and more money to drug dealers and others in the smaller towns, as well as bookies in Boise and it's near by neighbors. As his Paranoia progressed so did his collection of armaments. Finally, Jack became all but a shut in, living in a small abandon home outside of Vale. When he heard that Boise was hiring super heroes, He loaded up, jumped in his truck and took off in search of the job that could get him back on his feet. Superhero.

 

OOC: Great, so now there are TWO alcoholics on this team, this is going to be interesting lol.

 

Fixed.

 

Just don't do it in front of the thirteen year old spawn of Satan, kay?

 

GM APPROVED VILLAIN

Name: Ace

Alias: (none)

Appearance: 5'6, Average build, pale white skin, medium length brown hair a big green eyes, usually wears a thin brown jacket.

Age: 15 1/2

Powers: A high intelligence, an affinity for guns, never leaves any forensic evidence behind after kills, and knows thousands of loopholes in the American court system that allow him to escape prosecution.

Gadgets: Guns, penny bracelet

Weaknesses: Usually kills randomly with very little planning ( if you irritate him he will shoot you on the spot), thinks people actually care about his opinions, yaps people's faces off, refusal to kill before telling his victim to have fun, gets angry easily, will hurt anyone who makes fun of Kurt Cobain or Eddie Vedder, his personal vendetta against Nickelback.

Personality: Alternates between a happy go lucky, dry cynicism, extreme anger, or some combination of these.

Bio: Ace has always had an anger management problem, in the first grade he yanked a fellow student's first "grown-up" tooth out after he had bragged about it incessantly. By the start of high school was regularly attending counseling. His therapist one day told him to find a "more constructive outlet" for his anger, so he entered the world of video blogging. It wasn't long till he became popular on youtube. The ego stroking ultimately led to a steady decline in his mental health, and he eventually killed his Therapist.

Afterwards, he began to take an interest in Non-fiction crime shows like Forensic Files, Most Evil, and his personal favorite Deranged. He decided that in addition to his video blog, he was going to become a famous serial killer. After many ideas, Ace eventually came up with his own Modus Operandi: he would put a penny on the corpse of all of his victims.

Ace loves Grunge, specifically Nirvana and Pearl Jam, and idolizes them so much that he has a personal shrine to each in his closet. This caused his hate of Post-Grunge bands, especially Nickelback whom he has sworn to kill at all costs.

Unfortunately, I won't be able to play till the second mission per GM's orders.

Will be reading till then though .

 

Sorry for the delay, here's my CS

Name: Ambrose Payne
Alias: Ghost Emperor
Appearance: [image=http://img113.imageshack.us/img113/1015/chara2rg6.jpg]
Age: 868
Powers: Immortality, enhanced healing factor, induce nightmares via touch, limited telepathy
Gadgets: Cell phone, a remote shaped like a chess piece designed by Night Terror
Weaknesses: Is incredibly feeble due to when he gained his immortality. He has low endurance, low stamina, and low strength. Tends to overthink problems and struggles with his morality.
Personality: Arrogant, and seemingly emotionless. To those he is close to, however, he does have a softer side.
Bio: Born in Wales in 1140 A.D., he was a poor peasant of Breton ancestry. Sickly, and weak, he spent most of his time trying to use his wits to his advantage. Unable to read or write, he would trick passing nobles or clergy to read to him and some even to teach him to read. Soon he met a person who possessed great magic. Tricking this person into giving him power, he soon realized that with these magic granted powers came a price: He could no longer gain or lose weight, he no longer aged, he no longer grew, and he could not develop his body. He was stuck as the physically weak, but otherwise healthy, person that he was. The immortality was worth this, however, as he spent then next hundreds of years expanding his knowledge and gaining wealth. If knowledge was power, he was going to use that to his advantage. Over the years he went wherever he could act with his powers without being revealed. This lead him away from strict religious rule and towards the frontiers of America. It is in Boise where he now resides, having given up the idea of affecting the world to any great extent in this generation. That is, until he saw the ads for the BFF.