NSWRPF Archive The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: "The Good Guys" vs. "The Bad Guys"

The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: The Good Guys vs. The Bad Guys

For thousands of years, extraordinary people with powers and abilities that defy all rules have been thought to exist only in the minds of science fiction authors and mythological tales. Humans with the power to cast lightning, to kill at will, to change a person?s thoughts, to do anything they wish. Little did the world know that these beings do in fact exist.

However, they are not all as sweet and kind as they are made out to be. Some hold only the power to do evil in the world, and they plan to use their power against humanity in order to conquer all. But as they say?where there is evil...there is good.

It is the year 2020, and the world is about to discover that there is in fact superheroes and super villains. Two Leagues of Extraordinary Gentlemen are currently being formed by 2 Extraordinary people. One to destroy the world...the other to save it.

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Welcome to The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: Good vs. Evil. Since you are reading this, chances are you are indeed a fan of science fiction. And in science fiction, there is usually always a good guy, and a bad guy. Surely you have a favorite correct? Yes, I thought so. Here is the RP for you to take control of your favorite good guy or your favorite bad guy.

The world where we will be playing in is modern day Earth, though for the sake of the game, there will be no government interference just like in the majority of the franchises. Meaning that there is a New York City, there is an Amsterdam, there is an Africa and a North America.

Initially I had planned to give a certain list of good and bad guys for you to choose from, but after thinking it through, I'll let everyone have the flexibility of choosing their own character from their favorite movie, book, comic book, whatever you want!

I'm aiming for having 3-5 characters in both leagues. The only catch is that once someone chooses a character from a certain franchise (i.e. Star Wars, Lord of the Rings) that franchise is closed and no other character can be chosen from that particular franchise. For example, if I choose to be Gandalf from Lord of the Rings, you can't choose to be Aragon from Lord of the Rings, but you can be Alice from Resident Evil. Get it? Good. Moving on.

A character doesn't exactly have to have some power to be considered extraordinary. A person can have a skill with something such as a sword, computers, explosives, etc. Or a person can have a skill with something that's not tangible such as with the spoken word. A character might have the skill of manipulation or great stealth. Bottom line is someone doesn't need to be able to shoot lightning from their hands to be in a League of Extraordinary Gentlemen.

I will play The Bride from the Kill Bill series, and she will be the leader of the "good guy" league as I'm the GM. If your going to play for the "bad guy" league, then include in your PM whether you want your character to be the leader of the league.

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[blockquote][b]Rules:[/b][/blockquote]

?Obey the TOS at ALL times
?PM Character Sheet to me before posting
?Cussing to a minimum and only what's allowed in the TOS
?If your going to play then play, don't join then post once and not post again
?Try to proof read your work. I don't mind grammatical errors as I make them all the time, but I do mind obvious spelling errors.
?Details!
?One character per person
?One character per franchise (see above)
?No killing of another character
?No auto hitting/god-modding
?No flaming/baiting
?Post in proper format ( IC:, TAG:, etc)
?Keep all OOCs to a bare minimum
?No more than 10 players ( 5 per league is max)
?Everyone has problems, including your character
?I don"t like to judge, but if I see you joined a week ago, I probably won"t accept
?Do enjoy the game

Oh, and chunky posts are always good. ;)

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[blockquote][b]Character Sheet:[/b][/blockquote]
Name:
Alias:
Franchise:
Gender:
Age:
Species:
Birthplace:
Affili

 

ticopuma Approved!

Name: Ffamran Mid Bunansa
Alias: Balthier
Franchise: Final Fantasy XII
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Species: Hume (essentially Human)
Birthplace: Ivalice
Affiliation: Good Guys
Personality
~Traits: Self-described "noble thief", goes where he pleases, swears fealty to no one, constantly grinning
~Likes: Ladies, thievery, travel
~Dislikes: His father, bounty hunters, unnecessary confrontations
Appearance
~Skin Color: Fair tan
~Hair Color: Sandy blonde
~Eye Color: Hazel brown
~Clothing: Balthier clothing
Abilities
~Powers: Few curative magicks, able to summon forth the Esper, Mateus the Corrupt
~Skills: Delegations, marksmanship, swordplay, thieving
Weapons: Altair, a musket-like long arm
Biography:
Balthier is a 22-year-old Hume sky pirate who pilots the Strahl, a small airship, around the skies of Ivalice. He and his companion, Fran, prefer to remain outside of the war between the kingdoms of Ivalice. However, their attempt to steal a magicite (actually the Dusk Shard Nethicite) went bad; Vaan stole it first, and events forced them to join up in the Resistance over time.

Born Ffamran Mid Bunansa, he is the son of Dr. Cid, though he grew weary of his father's madness and obsession with Nethicite. Although Cid had made him an Imperial Judge, Ffamran eventually decided to cut his ties with his father and his role as a judge, becoming a sky pirate under a new name. With this new career change, Balthier amassed a sizable bounty on his head, attracting the attention of bounty hunters such as Ba'Gamnan. Unfortunately for Balthier, it took him a while to realize he'd been following his father in pursuing Nethicite while he served in the resistance.

Balthier claims to be the "leading man" of the story many times throughout the game, and insists that this status makes him invincible. This was furthered by his near-death experience when the Sky Fortress Bahamut was destroyed near Rabanastre. Though presumed dead, he and Fran apparently retrieved the Strahl back from Vaan and Penelo, leaving a note for the new Queen Ashe, indicating he is still alive.

 

GM Approved!

Name: Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
Alias: Colossus
Franchise: X-Men
Gender: Male
Age: Early 20's
Species: Mutant
Birthplace: Ust-Ordynski Collective, near Lake Baikal, Siberia, Russia
Affiliation: Good guys
Personality
~Traits: Tends to be quiet and outspoken, and is caring and sincere
~Likes: Fellow Mutants, his friends, especially Kitty Pryde, who is also known as Shadowcat
~Dislikes: The Russian mob, stereotypical humans

Appearance: [image=http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/4/4d/UltPeter.jpg/225px-UltPeter.jpg]

Abilities
~Powers: Colossus can transform his body tissue into an organic, steel-like substance that grants him superhuman strength and a high degree of imperviousness to injury. His armored form can withstand ballistic penetration as well as temperature extremes from 70º above absolute zero (-390º F) to approximately 9000º F. Colossus cannot become partially or selectively armored; his body is either entirely converted, or not at all. Even his eyes become steel-like.

Through an act of will, Colossus can transform virtually instantaneously into his armored state, and can remain in that form for an as yet undetermined amount of time. Once in his armored form, Colossus remains so until he consciously wills himself back to normal. If he is rendered unconscious, however, he spontaneously reverts to his normal form. In his armored state, Colossus retains his normal human mobility, though his endurance and speed are enhanced. He does not need to breathe while transformed, but it is believed that he could not survive for long in a vacuum.
~Skills: Colossus is talented in drawing and painting.
Weapons: N/A
Biography: Colossus

 

GM Approved

Name: Prince of Persia
Alias: The Prince
Franchise: Prince of Persia
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Species: Human
Birthplace: Persia
Affiliation: Good Guys
Personality
~Traits: Quiet
~Likes: Persia, the protection of Persia
~Dislikes: His Dark Side
Appearance
~Skin Color: Dark Tan
~Hair Color: Black
~Eye Color: Black
~Clothing: The Prince
Abilities
~Powers: Stop time, rewind, fast forward. Includes rewinding time right before he would die.
~Skills: A fighting machine. Runs across walls, sword combat, and acrobatic.
Weapons: Serpent and Lion sword
Biography: A lone flaming arrow in the sky would be the signal for King Sharaman and his son, the Prince of Persia, to attack the Maharajah's palace. After the ensuing battle, King Sharaman looted the city and seized an incredible hourglass full of mystical sand known as the sands of time, while the Prince embarked on an adventure of his own, attaining a mysterious dagger that allowed him to control time itself. The Vizier demanded to have the dagger as his reward, but the King refused to take the dagger from his son, who had captured it first.

During the celebrations at Azad, the Vizier, still bitter over the King's refusal, would stop at nothing to achieve possession of the dagger from the Prince. "Inside the hourglass is a marvel that no living man has seen", he said, tricking the Prince into releasing the Sands of Time and allowing them to spill forth and work unspeakable horrors upon the land. Only the Prince, the Vizier, and Farah, the kidnapped daughter of the Maharajah, remained unchanged due to their possessions; the Prince's dagger, the Vizier's staff, and Farah's medallion.

On a journey of redemption to repair the damage he had caused, the Prince teamed with Farah to return the sands to the hourglass. As his journey continued, the Prince often found himself drawing closer to his companion Farah, eventually forming a romance as they progressed closer to their destination. However, the Prince knew that Farah had every reason to hate him for conquering her people, and from the visions he received, he suspected that Farah planned to steal the dagger from him. Sure enough, after the Prince's paranoia got the better of him, Farah took the dagger as well as the Prince's sword and attempted to return the sands to the hourglass herself, leaving only her medallion with the Prince to protect him.

When the Prince eventually caught up with her, she was in a desperate situation, trying to fend off several sand creatures but fell to her death before the Prince could save her. Mourning the death of Farah, the Prince verbally confronts the weakened Vizier and strikes the Hourglass with the dagger, reversing the flow of time to the point prior to the battle against the Maharajah. The Prince, still with the dagger in his possession, sets off to find Farah, to warn her of the Vizier's treachery before the sands are released. Finding Farah awake in her room, he shares with her his epic tale, only to be interrupted in the morning by the Vizier.

The Prince confronts the Vizier, and in doing so the Vizier admits his treacherous ways within Farah?s earshot, including his intentions to kill her. The Prince, however, manages to slay the Vizier and foil his plan. Placing the dagger safely in Farah?s possession, the Prince leaves her wondering who he is and if the story he told her was actually true.

The Prince, in a desperate move, sought council from the wise old man that had raised him. The prince becomes more violent personality. It is with him that the Prince learns of the existence of the The Island of Time - birthplace of the Sands of Time, and governed by the Empress of Time. Thinking only of his survival, the Prince sets sail for the island to prevent the sands from ever being created. His belief is that if the sands are not created then there would be no reason for the Dahaka to chase him. However, many obstacles at

 

GM OOC: We already have 4 characters for the "Goody Guy" league so if we can, any new players try to pick a character for the "Bad Guy" league so everything is evened out. Once we have about 4 players for the "Bad Guy" league we'll begin.

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[b]Name:[/b] Beatrix Kiddo
[b]Alias:[/b] The Bride; Black Mamba
[b]Franchise:[/b] Kill Bill vol. 1 & 2
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Age:[/b] 27
[b]Species:[/b] Human
[b]Birthplace:[/b] United States
[b]Affiliation:[/b] Leader of the ?Good Guys?
[b]Personality [/b]
[b]~Traits: [/b]Beatrix has a very bad attitude, fights for justice, and even though is a good person at heart, is known for her extreme lack of compassion, mercy, and forgiveness. She has no problem killing or torturing someone for information.
[b]~Likes:[/b] Bring justice to the world, Hatori Hanzo; swords and her daughter B.B.
[b]~Dislikes: [/b]The members of the Deadly Viper Assassination Squad, particularly Bill and Elle Driver as well as injustice.
[b]Appearance [/b][link=http://www.zone-sf.com/images/killbill1b.jpg]The Bride[/link]
[b]~Skin Color:[/b] Light tan
[b]~Hair Color:[/b] Short, straight, blonde hair.
[b]~Eye Color:[/b] A dark, icy blue color.
[b]~Clothing:[/b] Has many different outfits, but her favorite is her trademark yellow jumpsuit.
[b]Abilities[/b]
[b]~Powers: [/b]N/A
[b]~Skills:[/b] Beatrix is the perfect example of a modern day Samurai. She is incredibly skilled with the traditional Samurai katana, has perfected the Tiger/Crane style of Kung Fu and is a master of acrobatics. Her skill with the Katana is legendary and above all. She was taught by legendary Kung Fu master Pai Mei, whom he taught the ?Five Point Palm Exploding Heart Technique?, the deadliest blow that can be given in martial arts. The technique would kill the user by the 5th step by pressing 5 pressure points around the heart.
[b]Weapons:[/b] [link=http://www.kingofswords.com/images/bride.jpg]The Bride's Demon Katana[/link]
The Bride uses only her hand made Hatori Hanzo; katana for combat, which is said to be the greatest sword every created. It can cut through virtually anything it comes across, and is indestructible. She has in her possession however, the Hatori Hanzo; swords of Bill and Budd, though she keeps them for sentimental purposes only.
[b]Biography:[/b] The Bride, codename "Black Mamba", was a former member of "Deadly Viper Assassination Squad", an elite, shadowy group of assassins. A formidable, ruthless warrior trained under martial arts master Pai Mei, she served at the right hand of Bill, her boss and lover, a position that provoked the furious envy of the other Vipers, especially Elle Driver, who was also Bill's lover.

Kiddo abandoned the dangerous life of an assassin after she learned she was pregnant with Bill's child. Thus she faked her own death and hid in rural Texas under the name "Arlene Machiavelli," and got engaged to a young man named Tommy Plimpton. Bill found her, however, and gate-crashed her wedding rehearsal with the other Vipers and murdered everyone inside. Bill then shot her in the head, leaving her in a seemingly irreversible coma. She remained comatose for four years and six months, during which she was repeatedly prostituted and raped by an orderly named Buck.

Awakened just as one of Buck's "clients" was about to violate her, she killed Buck and the would-be rapist, and then went on a mission to exact revenge on the other Vipers. She first traveled to Japan, where she trained under the legendary swordsmith Hattori Hanzo;, who forged her one of his priceless katanas.

After killing Vipers O-Ren Ishii and Vernita Green, she went after Budd, Bill's brother. Budd shot her point-blank range in the chest with a shotgun loaded with rock salt, then buried her alive in order to collect a bounty from her old rival, Driver. She escaped, however, and went back to Budd's trailer ? where he lay dead of a black mamba bite, with Driver standing over him. Driver engaged her in battle, and revealed that she had killed Pai Mei as revenge for tearing out her

 

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Name: john 117
Alias: master chief
Franchise: halo
Gender: male
Age: 33 (Its pretty much unknown)
Species: human
Birthplace: Eridanus II
Affiliation: good
Personality
~Traits: quite,honest, and caring for his friends
~Likes: like to kill
~Dislikes: people who lie. Strangers. And backstabbers
Appearance
~Skin Color: pale white
~Hair Color: unknown
~Eye Color: unknown
~Clothing: mark !V armor
Abilities
~Powers: superhuman strength, speed, tolerance for weapons fire, reflexes, and sight
~Skills: using everything and anything to fight. Thinking fast
Weapons: shotgun, battle rifle, 3 frag gernades
Biography: At the age of six, John was considered a "unique" child. He was stronger, smarter, and faster than all the other children in his grade. Dr. Halsey and Lieutenant Jacob Keyes went to his colony to visit him or "view" him and were quite amazed by his reflexes and luck when Dr. Halsey flipped a quarter and he almost seemed to know which side it would land on. John and quite a few other children his age were covertly kidnapped from their homes, and replaced with Flash Clones. Early on he seemed to be a leader among the Spartan children, and it was not long until he became the Spartans' squad leader.
Six years into Spartan training, John underwent physical augmentation and was one of only 33 to survive the process and remain fit for combat duty. During his time with the Spartans, John was deemed the "luckiest" and was the first to test the MJOLNIR armor.

Before the Battle of Reach, he had fought in 207 ground engagements against the Covenant, and garnered every major service medal except The Prisoner of War Medallion. It is also during this time that he is deemed the best Spartan candidate by Dr. Halsey to work with and protect Cortana. She explains that although he is neither the smartest, strongest, nor fastest of the Spartans, he is the most well-balanced, having each of those qualities in equal measure; he is also the bravest of all the Spartans and quite possibly the "luckiest" as well.

 

GM approved

Name: Karl Ruprecht Kroenen
Alias: Der Nazi Zauberer (The Nazi Sorcerer)
Franchise: Hellboy
Gender: Male
Age: 110
Species: Undead Human
Birthplace: Munich, Germany; 1897
Affiliation: Evil League of Extraordinary Gentlemen
Personality: He is a sadomasochist and suffers from body dysmorphic disorder. He is also a perfectionist and suffers from mysophobia, fear of germs. He enjoys the art of music and singing. He likes to work on clocks and other mechancial machinations. He is also obsessed with purity.
Appearance
~Skin Color: Very pale white
~Hair Color: Blonde
~Eye Color: Blue
~Clothing:
[image=http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/8/87/KroenenLG.jpg/400px-KroenenLG.jpg]
Abilities
~Powers: He is undead and apparently cannot die very easily. His heart has been replaced with a mechanical clock-like part that can allow him to feign death. He also has a mechanical right hand.
~Skills: Lethal with a variety of weapons, especially with knives and tonfas.
Weapons: Tonfa-style Knives, Luger and/or Walther P22
Biography: Karl Ruprecht Kroenen was born in Munich, Germany in 1897. A musical prodigy with angelic features and blonde hair, young Kroenen toured the capitals of Europe singing opera until his voice deepened with the onset of puberty, thereby ending his career. From a very early age, he demonstrated symptoms of sadomasochism, whipping himself with a fresh branch of oak each day, and finding pleasure in the pain. Kroenen also had an affinity for all things mechanical, leading to his hobby of designing clocks, toys, and complex automata.

As a teenager, he loathed his awkwardness and may have developed an extreme form of body dysmorphic disorder. He conducted a series of brutal experiments, removing his eyelids, upper lip, and lower lip. As a result, his face was horribly disfigured, and he suffered from a sadomasochistic compulsion commonly referred to as surgical addiction. He later designed a tight-fitting gas mask to filter out germs.

In 1930, he met the resurrected monk Grigori Rasputin for the first time. Obsessed with purity, Kroenen quickly became Rasputin?s most loyal disciple. He subsequently joined the Nazi Party, and rose quickly through the ranks, joining the Schutzstaffel in 1933 and achieving the rank of Obersturmbannführer, or Lieutenant Colonel. He was awarded the Iron Cross for services to the Third Reich. He became head of the Thule Society, a group of German aristocrats obsessed with the occult. He helped them to spearhead Project Ragna Rok, engineering the portal generator that would conjure the Scarlet Beast, Hellboy, in October 1944.

When Allied forces stormed the island off the coast of Scotland where Project Ragna Rok was taking place, Kroenen lost his left hand when he tried to retrieve a live grenade thrown by the young Professor Trevor Bruttenholm. The grenade landed right beside the portal generator, and the spinning blades of the mechanism severed Kroenen?s hand. When the grenade exploded, a length of shrapnel impaled Kroenen through the heart. Shortly thereafter, he disappeared, although how he escaped and where he went remains a mystery.

After Kroenen's disappearance, records were found of his experiments to fuse steel to bone. This is further evidence of Kroenen's philosophy that humanity?s future lay in the marriage of flesh and machine. In 1956, an unmarked grave in Romania was found. Dental records identified the remains as those of Kroenen. Thus, Kroenen?s reappearance in 2004 is a mystery.

Using arcane science, Kroenen created a prosthetic hand and heart that operated on clockwork engineering. By cranking the key-like mechanism where his heart should be, he effectively wound up his wrists, allowing him to wield his baton swords, or tonfas, with superhuman skill and precision. He could also turn the key to ?switch? his body off, remaining in a dormant state and appearing dead, until his masters, the Ogdru Jahad, reanimated him. He used this deceptive technique to infiltrate BPRD headquarters.

A ruthless and cunning assassin, Kro

 

Ticopuma Approved

Name: Model 101
Alias: Terminator
Franchise: The Terminator
Gender: Male
Age: No age (Machine)
Species: Cyberdyne Research Systems 850 Series
Birthplace: The Future
Affiliation: Bad Guys
Personality
~Traits: Rough, Rash, Always calculating
~Likes: Killing his Target
~Dislikes: Difficulties in his mission
Appearance
~Skin Color: Tan
~Hair Color: Brown
~Eye Color: Red
~Clothing: Whatever he finds
Abilities
~Powers: Nearly Invincible, Computer Brain
~Skills: Weapons, Aiming and Killing
Weapons: Any gun he can find
Biography: The Terminator was to be the ultimate weapon devised by the military supercomputer Skynet to be used against the remaining human resistance. It was thought that a machine designed to the specifications of the human skeleton, and subsequently encased in specially-grown flesh and tissue, would be able to infiltrate military structures disguised as a human and, subsequently, terminate human life from within the outpost. Every aspect of this cybernetic organism is geared toward infiltration without detection. Not only does it look human, but it sweats, smells, bleeds and can even mimic specific human voices perfectly. However, animals can sense the presence of mechanical moving parts, and dogs were often used at guarded checkpoints to detect any entering the area.

To aid in its role as a killer, its endoskeleton is constructed from a hyperalloy (Titanium-tungsten) to form a hardened combat-chassis, and thus is rendered all but immune to 20th century small arms fire, although repeated shotgun blasts actually have enough force to knock it down. They can operate for up to 120 years without needing new power cells. If the power cells are depleted or damaged, the unit can access an alternate source of power that allows it to continue functioning for some time.

 

Name: Eddie Brock
Alias: Venom
Franchise: Spider-Man
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Species: Human/Symbonite
Birthplace: N.Y.
Affiliation: Evil
Personality
~Traits: "Insane"
~Likes: Those stary nights with Spiderman in his claws
~Dislikes: Sushi
Appearance: Eddie Brock
~Skin Color: Tan
~Hair Color: Blonde
~Eye Color: Green
~Clothing: Black jacket, blue jeans, white undershirt

Appearance: Venom
~Skin Color: Black
~Hair Color: None
~Eye Color: White
~Picture: http://accel18.mettre-put-idata.over-blog.com/0/05/98/54/venom.jpg

Abilities
~Powers: Spiderman's powers but greater. Tentecles.
~Skills: Unbelivably Strong and Fast
Weapons: Claws and Tentecles
Biography: Eddie Brock was a reporter who blamed Peter Parker for debunking his reward story, the Sin-Eater case, humiliating Brock and ruining his career, forcing him to find work with cheap gossip magazines. Attracted by his intense hatred of Spider-Man the symbiote bonded with Brock. When bonded, Venom speaks using the first person plural case (we), signifying that Eddie Brock and the symbiote are two separate entities joined together - although, on occasion, Eddie refers to it as 'My other and I'. When he had devoured the original Carnage symbiote, he even referred to himself as '...one big, happy family'. They fought Spider-Man many times, and came close to winning on several occasions. As well as fueling Brock's rage against Spider-Man, the symbiote allowed him to indulge in a sporadic career as a vigilante. After switching back and forth a number of times-either helping Spider-Man or fighting against him, Brock sold the symbiote to Don Fortunato after he discovered he had a brain tumor.

 

GM OOC: We need about 2 more people to join and we're good. I believe I have someone who is willing to join. Meaning that if we get our two more players, we'll start as soon as the sheets are posted. If not (which I don't foresee) then we'll start on Sunday regardless of amount of players. If you guys know anybody who you think might be interested, send'em over so we can get this started ASAP.

 

GM APPROVED


Name: Glorificus
Alias: Glory, The Beast, The Abonimation
Franchise: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Gender: Female
Age: Born before records began
Species: God
Birthplace: Unnamed Hell Dimenson
Affiliation: Evil
Personality
~Traits: Spoilt, bitchy, vain, arrogant
~Likes: Clothes, power, sucking peoples minds.
~Dislikes: Slayers, good guys, minions, incantations.
Appearance
[image=http://www.lightspeedfineart.com/Graphics/clarekramer01.jpg]
Abilities
~Powers: * Periodically drains the sanity of human beings to maintain her own, presumably to temporarily prevent returning to Ben's form
* Understands all languages demonic and human
* Near-indestructibility, superhuman strength, and speed
* Capable of sensing the difference between vampires and mortals
* Has enormous base power from which to cast extreme spells
* Mystical "shroud" erases the memory of her transformation into Ben from humans
Vunerabilities:
* Arrogance
* Weak and mortal when in Ben's human form
~Skills:
*Is a god!
Weapons: Needs none.
Biography: Glory is a god from a hell dimension, over which she ruled alongside two other deities; she was the most powerful of the three. Afraid that Glory would take full control of their dimension, the other two began a war against her; Glory lost the war and was banished into the earthly dimension, where she was forced to share a body with a child named Ben, who was created solely to hold her.

She soon began to gain control over Ben for short periods of time, taking the form of a vain, self-centered human female who possessed superhuman strength but lacked many of her other powers. A magical "amnesia" spell keeps humans from learning that Glory and Ben are one and the same, even if she transforms right in front of them.

In order to maintain her sanity and power, Glory feeds off other humans by a process she refers to as "brain-sucking." She inserts her fingers into the victim's head, absorbing the energies that bind the victim's mind. The humans that she "devours" in this way become incoherent and mentally unstable.

She joined the Evil League of Extraordinary Gentlemen (and gentlewomen) in order to create the hell dimension she was forced out of on earth and regain her full powers, escaping her human form.

 

GM OOC: I'd like to announce that today we got our 10th and final player, Master_Trance. As promised today is Sunday and today we well begin The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: "The Good Guys" vs. "The Bad Guys". Since we are starting today and Master_Trance has yet to post his sheet, I will go ahead and do it for him so we can get this started right away.

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[b]Name:[/b] Victor von Doom
[b]Alias:[/b] Dr. Doom
[b]Franchise:[/b] Fantastic 4
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Age:[/b] 40?s
[b]Species:[/b] Human
[b]Birthplace:[/b] Latveria
[b]Affiliation:[/b] Bad Guys
[b]Personality[/b]
[b]~Traits:[/b] Smart, back stabbing, natural leader
[b]~Likes:[/b] Science and power
~Dislikes: Fantastic 4 and his plans failing
[b]Appearance[/b]
[b]~Skin Color:[/b] White
[b]~Hair Color:[/b] Brown
[b]~Eye Color:[/b] Brown
[b]~Clothing:[/b] Full body power armor with a green robe and cloak.
[b]Abilities[/b]
[b]~Powers:[/b] Command of magic, can exchange minds with others.
[b]~Skills:[/b] Genius-level intellect. (All the things he knows in bio).
[b]Weapons:[/b] Armor and magic, items which he has created.
[b]Biography:[/b] http://marvel.com/universe/Doctor_Doom_%28Victor_von_Doom%29

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Once again I'd like to welcome you all to The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. I'd like to remind all of you to read over the rules as I expect them all to be followed. I also expect [i]quality[/i] posts from each and every one of you. I know I won't have that problem with the majority of you, but I'd just like to make that very clear.

NickLitYouAFlame will be the leader of the "Bad Guy" league, meaning that all other members of that league must follow his orders. Unless of course you guys want to get creative later on in the game. [face_devil]

Where your character starts is ultimately up to you, however, I would recommend you be heading towards wherever your League leader is so you can began devising a plan against your enemy league.

Now, with great pleasure, I'd like to say that the The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: "The Good Guys" vs. "The Bad Guys" has now begun![/b]

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[b]IC: Beatrix Kiddo
[i]Japan - Mt. Fuji - Hidden Temple[/i][/b]

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The cold, icy wind howled as light, fluffy snow fell on the plush ground of Mt. Fuji. The surrounding Sakura trees where a pearl white due to the constant snowfall atop the mountain. The roof top of the hidden temple was also littered with snow, allowing it to blend in well with its surroundings.

Inside the temple were large, pink bonsai trees, as well as thousands tea lights which were the main source of light inside the temple. At the center of temple, was the "Black Mamba" as she was commonly referred to, sitting down in standard meditation form. She wore a customary, white Japanese robe, and slowly sipped a warm cup of green tea as she waited the arrival of her allies. Her Katana lay sheathed next to her, its black, glossy scabbard shinning brightly due to the large amount of light being given off by the candles.

Now she would have to test her little patience as she waited for the arrival of her allies. Her first choice was Balthier, a near human sentient who was known for his skills of stealth and thievery. He provided several skills to the League that would be imperative to its success. Another member recruited by the Black Mamba, was Collosus, a mutant of pure strength and stamina. He was able to transform himself into steel and metal, filling in the brute force part of the league. The Prince of Persia, a warrior unlike many, had many powers that would certainly give the League an edge such as the ability to manipulate time. Their last member is the Master Cheif, a solder recommended by the U.S. government for his extreme skill with modern weapons. His skill with explosives and modern day weapons would give the League contrast from that of the Black Mamba's skill with the Katana. Now the strategy part of the League would be taken care of by Black Mamba. She would use her cunning, skills of manipulation, and her surprising skill

 

Balthier

Japan - Mt. Fuji - Above the Hidden Temple - Onboard the Strahl

The airship hovered above the snowy peak, as two shadowed figures stood at the bridge, eyeing the area below with disdain. The larger figure, clearly female, twitched her rabbit-like ears in frustration while the smaller figure, male by the looks of him, turned to pace back onto the bridge. Inside, he gathered his belongings and turned to his companion with a smile on his face. The woman, a Viera with an exotic beauty held her tongue.

"I can't even see the place down there, let alone traverse it on foot," Balthier states as he eyes Fran, her eyes rolling as she scoffs inwardly. The Strahl rocks slightly in the wind, jostling Fran into an accidental embrace with her companion, who smiles down at her casually. "If I wasn't so certain, I'd say you didn't want me to go," The pirate stated with his grin widening.

Fran pulled out of Balthier's arms and held out his gun, urging him to leave. "Don't plan on not coming back," The Viera stated smoothly as Balthier took his rifle from her grip. "You're going to need to take good care of that bike. It's far too much trouble to fix when you're not around, let alone when you're out riding it."

Balthier laughed and patted her shoulder, his hand brushing her cheek. "Not to worry, I'll take good care of it. You just take good care of this ship and yourself," The dashing pirate planted a kiss on Fran's cheek, darting off towards the hangar, and mounted the bike in one fell leap as the hatch below opened, the bike and rider falling slowly through the blustery blizzard. The Viera warrior folded her arms, shivering a bit from the cold as she watched her companion leave with the hatch doors closing slowly.

"Pirates..."

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As his descent increased, Balthier lowered the hoverbike slowly until the engine itself began to sputter. "No, why now?" He asked himself as he checked the gauges, the bike coming to a rather unflattering stop as it his nose first, sending its rider skyward. The pirate flipped and landed firmly in the snow, eyeing the bike as it toppled over next to him, the light fading from its hoverdiscs.

"Fran's going to kill me," He mumbled, eyeing the structure up ahead, only raising his arm to hide his face from the stinging snow. As he trudged slowly upward, he noted that it was hidden from their skyward view because of the blizzard and snow, and it was a sight to behold. So elegant in its simplicity, Balthier found himself staring as if he'd found yet another treasure.

"Nothing like the buildings in [b]Rabanastre[/b], but... quaint. Rather... quaint." The pirate came to the closed doors and pushed with one hand, finding it difficult to move. He tried with two, not only frustrated, but annoyed that this so called [b]"Black Mamba"[/b] refused to allow such immediate entry. Balthier mumbled to himself and raised a heavily adorned hand to his chin in thought. "Now why would..." His eyes caught glimpse of the door itself, and there seemed to be no visible locks.

His hands searched the door as he arched a curious brow. "Difficult girl, aren't we?" The pirate's hands found what he was searching for and the doors of the temple swung open slowly. Determined to keep up his roguish demeanor, Balthier crept slowly inside, noting that somewhere inside lurked the "Black Mamba". He kept his guard up, and his rifle close, walking almost casually as he snuck about.[/blockquote]

[b]TAG: Black Mamba, any Good Guys en route to the temple[/b]

 

GM Approved

Name: Victor von Doom
Alias: Dr. Doom
Franchise: Fantastic 4
Gender: Male
Age: 40?s
Species: Human
Birthplace: Latveria
Affiliation: Bad Guys
Personality
~Traits: Smart, back stabbing, natural leader
~Likes: Science and power
~Dislikes: Fantastic 4 and his plans failing
Appearance
~Skin Color: White
~Hair Color: Brown
~Eye Color: Brown
~Clothing: Full body power armor with a green robe and cloak.
Abilities
~Powers: Command of magic, can exchange minds with others.
~Skills: Genius-level intellect. (All the things he knows in bio).
Weapons: Armor and magic, items which he has created.
Biography: http://marvel.com/universe/Doctor_Doom_%28Victor_von_Doom%29

 

IC: The Prince
Japan - Mt.Fuji - Below the Hidden Temple

Walking.

The Prince had not walked for a long time. The Dahaka had stole that pleasure from him long ago. This walking was a stranger to the Prince's weary legs. He felt that something was wrong because he wasn't running away from something.

He continued to walk and climb up the Mt. that he had been told to come to. A few days ago he had been stopped by a messenger who told him to come to this mountain to meet a "Black Mamba" creature. The Prince was hesitant to come at first, but after contemplating the danger of a minor venture, he decided that there was nothing malicious about it.

He reached a spot where the blizzard winds started to sting his arms and face. He had prepared thoroughly for this adventure, but a blizzard was not even heard of in Persia. He managed to pull his eyes up above a blocking rock to see the temple that had been mentioned by the messenger in the distance. After examining the door from this point, he concluded that there was no danger or traps ahead as far as he could tell.

After pulling himself up and over the edge, he walked cautiously to the door. As he approached it closer he discovered that it was already open. His hand quickly shot to his sword. If the door was open that meant that someone had beat him here. Which meant that this Black Mamba wasn't alone.

The Prince pulled the lion sword out slowly and silently as he entered the temple. Keeping low to the ground and close to the wall, he stayed out of sight as he moved deeper into the unknown.

Tag: Black Mamba, Bathier

 

IC: Model 101 - The Terminator - T
Atlantic Ocean - Remote Private Island - Cliffside Fortress

T flipped the top of his communicator down. He dropped the phone like device off of the top of the tower. He watched as the chunk of metal fell down to the foaming Ocean and was lost from view. T gazed out onto the horizon and thought about his new team. He had found the most ruthless and dangerous criminals alive. According to his internal computer they were some of the greatest minds and the strongest muscles. Most were complete freak's of nature. Although he was a machien from the future, so he couldn't talk.

T ambled down the steps that lead to the main hall. He walked to the front of the room and climbed another set of stairs up to the High seats. He had arranged for the seats to be added so that he could fit his new council and a round table. Behind him lay bullet proof glass. He sat down on his throne and gazed at the new furnishings. He had also requested that the new chair have weapons included and also hide an arsenal of guns, in case the need for violence arose.

The Model 101 then gazed at the door and waited for his new team to arrive.

Tag: The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen (Bad Guy Style)

 

ic: Glorificus
Private Island

Glory slowly walked through the doors into the grand fortress. Looking around she saw a single man, T, obviously the man who had organised all this.

"Well, I must say. This place is fabulous... a little bland. But nothing that a few drapes and throw cusions couldn't solve. Yes, I know what you're wondering, how is my hair still this amazing after being on a yaucht. One of the many pleasures of being a fricken god!"

Her two minions rushed in after her and bowed at her knees, "Eww, get up, this floor is dirty and those are new skanky robes. I'm glad I ate before we left, i think this place is deserted and that guys made outa metal."

"Mighty Glorificus, where are you wishing to sit, we shall plump the cushion." One of her minons said, this time bowing standing.

"I don't know, which chair frames me better?" She replied before choosing a chair to the left of her. "This will do."

tag: Baddies!

ooc: I know that post was a bit lame, but I didn't really know what to write, it'll pick up!

 

Venom-Pacific Ocean-Boat heading towards Private Island

The sea split infront of the boat, sending water spraying to the sides. A sea gull chirped above as it flew with the boat, it landed on the railing outside a closed door. The door slowly opened, the sea gull took flight, but it was to late. Several black tentecles had grabbed the Sea gull, the bird was pulled into the room and the door was closed behind it. A loud squawk of pain could be heard from the bird before it was silenced. A few minutes later a man walked out of the room, he wore blue jeans, white shirt, and a unbuttoned Green Short Sleave shirt. He brushed a bird feather off his shoulder and walked to the front of the boat. He had no idea why he chose to come, he didnt know what he would get. He looked up at the Cliff Fortress, then back at the docks. They were close to the island, just another minute till they reached the dock. The man was already bored.

Tag: Any Baddies

 

117 began climbing the mountain by hand. He had no trouble with the temperature cause he armor kept a certain temp inside so he didn?t feel anything. He took notes on things that would help him en case he would need to escape

John entered the area of the temple with a sniper rifle and his shoulder scanning the area. He felt completely naked without cortona in his brain telling him what to do and telling him of danger within a moments notice. He laid out his belly in the snow and looked through his scope and saw the door open. His radar read no heat signatures but heck, there was a blizzard.
He got to his feet and kept low and started towards the temple rifle ready to fire at any second. He turned on his lights in case it was dark inside but he saw a light and turned them off. He entered to see a women meditating. He kept his rifle at shoulder level and saw it was the black mamba. He walked near and waited for her to acknowledge him.

He kept attention to his radar in his helmet to make sure this was no trap and still had his rifle ready. He wondered if he was the first here and who else was coming this moment

 

IC: Colossus
Mt. Fuji

The cold, icy wind howled as light, fluffy snow fell on the plush ground of Mt. Fuji. The surrounding Sakura trees where a pearl white due to the constant snowfall atop the mountain.

Colossus struggled to make his way up the mountain, digging his hands and feet into the deep soft snow and pulling his body up one step at a time. Couldn't this League have provided some method of transportation? Or did they just have something against Russians?

At last, Colossus, in his normal, flesh-colored form, reached the designated Temple that he was ordered to enter at his earliest convenience. The roof top of the hidden temple was littered with snow, allowing it to blend in well with its surroundings.

Once inside the temple, Colossus gazed upon large, pink bonsai trees, as well as thousands tea lights which were the main source of light inside the temple. At the center of temple, he recognized the one called Black Mamba, as she was commonly referred to, sitting down in standard meditation form. She wore a customary, white Japanese robe, and slowly sipped a warm cup of green tea. Her Katana lay sheathed next to her, its black, glossy scabbard shinning brightly due to the large amount of light being given off by the candles.

He noticed that several of his allies had already arrived, and he scratched the back of his head, not knowing what to say.

"Uh, hello."

Tag: Good Guys

 

Balthier

Japan - Mt. Fuji - Hidden Temple

The dashing sky pirate turned slowly, noting that he had clearly opened the door to yet more potential candidates for Black Mamba's league. Resting his rifle on his shoulder, he paused momentarily to eye the crew that had seemingly followed his lead. No doubt due to his natural charisma. Balthier now wondered why he hadn't chosen to lead something like this. It didn't matter now, because someone clearly beaten him to the quick. The pirate's gaze fell first upon the last to enter, a rather muscular mountain of a man who seemed to be a bit shy despite his size. "Not necessarily a mindless brute," Balthier thought as his eyes quickly shifted towards the next man in reverse chronological entry order.

The armored man seemed a bit tense for his tastes, a weapon somewhat more advanced than his own Altair, but likely more dependent upon Onion Shots that Balthier regretfully couldn't spare to the man. His stance resembled that of one of the Judges, and hoped to whatever quasi-magical presence that the man wasn't a Judge, or else conflicts were likely to ensue. Finally, his gaze shifted to the shadows, to which his eyes were lightly accustomed to due to years of thieving and slowly examined the final man hiding from view.

Although the man wasn't scruffy, he certainly kept a regal air about him, and almost reminded Balthier of himself. Tapping a ringed finger on the butt of the rifle that rested neatly on his shoulder, he bowed slightly in greeting. "It seems I'm not the only one who was decidedly called here," He stated before watching the armored man lead onward towards a woman clothed in what would be considered white robes to Balthier. Were it not for the sword at her side, the pirate surely would have made a move on her by now.

"Ah, Black Mamba I presume?"

TAG: Colossus, Master Chief, The Prince, Black Mamba

 

IC: The Prince
Hidden Temple - Mt. Fuji

The Prince stared at the creatures that stood before him.

One was a normal man of his 20s with a gun. He seemed comfortable in this setting, yet something about him showed that this was as new an environment to him as much as it was for The Prince. The man's gaze had shifted to the shadows where The Prince was and he stared at him for a moment before approaching a woman sitting down with a sheathed sword in front of her.

The Prince looked at a massive man that had came in after him. The man had obviously experienced hardships in his life for they seemed to leak in his stern stature. The Prince looked at his body compared to the man and decided that fighting him wasn't the best decision in the world.

He came out of the shadows slowly and looked at suspiciously at the armored being that had came in with a more modern gun than the human-like man. He gripped his sword harder and looked at the being closer. Its position was solid. Feet planted firmly on the ground and back straight. The Prince backed away while looking at all the others.

They weren't as strange as he had imagined.

He walked over to the giant man and stood infront of him, looking up.

"Why are you so big?" He said in honest curiosity as he started to back away to truely appreciate his size. His eyes grew wide as walked away, while not turning away from the giant, and patted the human man on the shoulder. "Hello. Where is this Black Mamba creature. Shouldn't we be more organized for combat?"

Tag: League of Extraordinary Gentlemen (Good)

 

117 looked at the other people, he was curious on the different styles of the people.
He imagined how he would fight the other people here. He was a little worried that the massive man.
?Hey? he said to the man while raising a massive hand

He shifted his attention to what looked like a Persian soldier but found the posture and stance to be more royalty. He looked at him as he spoke. 117 stood his full height and lathed his rifle magnetically to his back.

John laughed loudly at the man
?It?s not a creature, it?s a human.? He said to the prince

He pointed to the women who looked like she was concentrating. He stared at the man who was looking at him and tapping his finger and stared back.

TAG: prince,collosus,Balthier

 

IC: Beatrix Kiddo aka "Black Mamba"
Japan - Mt. Fuji - Hidden Temple

One by one the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen poured into the Hidden Temple, obviously having little difficulty at succeeding in the harsh environment. The Black Mamba was pleased to see that not only did they make their way into the temple safely, they also arrived much earlier than expected. A good thing of course. This showed the League leader that she would not be having to be dealing with imbeciles and fools for their rest of their journey.

The first to enter the temple looked Human at first glance, though his armor and weapons clearly displayed he was of a different species. The next to come in seemed like a man of ancient and regal sorts, keeping his Persian blades low to the ground, ready in case the Black Mamba was in fact not what she had promised to be. Another walked in, one who was clad in full high-tech body armor, with dual rifles in his hands. The last to walk in was a medium sized man, though the man the Black Mamba had sent for was a man of slightly...bigger stature. The majority of them quickly greeted her as they laid eyes upon her beauty, though some did not let there guard down.

"Hello my friends. I am most pleased to see you have all made it not only safely to the temple, but have also made it in due time. Most impressing." said the Black Mamba quietly as she raised herself from her meditative form. "However, through our journey together I will need much more than speed and caution if we are to save ourselves from the darkness that is to come."

"Now you probably wondering, why is an average sized Caucasian girl sitting on one of the highest mountains in the world, dressed in formal Japanese robes and carrying around one of the greatest weapons ever created, calling her self "Black Mamba", and leading a league of Extraordinary Gentlemen? If you are, then I welcome you to the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. If you are not, I highly suggest you walk out of here hastily before I hang your head from my ceiling." uttered the Black Mamba, ascending in the volume of her voice.

She wanted to make it perfectly clear that she wanted only the best traveling with her, and one who did not wonder about her skill or power was one who not only did not desevrve a spot on her league, but did not deserve the luxury that is life.

She awaited a response from her parters, who were probably asking themselves what they had gotten themselves into by coming here.

TAG: "Good Guy" League

 

Balthier

Japan - Mt. Fuji - Hidden Temple

Balthier arched a brow at the question posed to him by the Prince and casually brushed the hand from his shoulder. "Indeed? I'd suspect we're not fighting one another, and this lovely form of a woman is exactly the treasure we've been summoned by," Balthier bowed with the grin never leaving his face, a show of respect, if not out of flattery, and stood slowly, his rifle never leaving his shoulder. The pirate clearly didn't have the luxury of a holster like Master Chief.

But the comment about beheadings set Balthier a bit on edge. She would gather them, threaten them, and expect them to follow. Well, it worked in some historical instances, but idle threats left room for idle chit-chat. "Indeed, Miss Mamba, I'd wager to say that you've gathered us based on our own skills as mercenaries, soldiers, what-have-you, and require us for some sort of mission that requires us to band together to bring down a force greater than any of us could fathom?"

The sky pirate paused to let it sink in. Clearly, he wasn't one to be fooled around with in terms of his diplomatic charm, and given that, he'd probably be the decoy "face" of the group should the Black Mamba allow it. Either way, Balthier swore fealty to no one, but he would offer his services for the time being. After all, he did come all this way in the blistering cold to attend this meeting. He felt the same thought was running through the others minds as well.

TAG: League of Extraordinary Gentlemen (Good)