The Joker playfully ate the french fries one at a time, as he looked around the place. The technology here was very high-tech. Maybe, he could grab some on his way back to Gotham and he would finally defeat his old friend, Batsy. Then, he began to wonder if there was a way back. There has to be, he couldn't be stuck here forever.
He munched on the last french fry and decided to check his weapons. His Acid Flower was full, his Bang gun was there in its holster and the marbles were safe in his pockets.
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I'm not a psychopath, I'm a sociopath. Do your research! Why can't people just think?
(( I think the app needs to have an appearance section and a special abilities section. ))
(( Edit: Starting IC now. My IC is going to start shortly before he is captured and taken to the arena. ))
Colin ducked as an arrow soared above his head, snapping as the tip connected with the boulder in next to him. Thena grabbed his arm and yanked him forward and he followed her in a sprint to escape the barrage coming their way. Just when he thought they were nearly safe, he felt pain explode in his chest. He looked down and saw an arrow tip protruding from the right side of his chest. Already having been wounded from the previous fight, his body gave out and he collapsed to the ground. Thena dove down next to him and cupped his face in her hands.
"Colin!? Colin! Wake up!"
He could see the distress on her face as an arrow caught her in the arm and she gasped in pain. As his vision began to give out, he saw a bright flash of light, then everything faded to black.
By the time Colin had regained consciousness - or something similar to it - the pain was completely gone. He was unable to open his eyes but for some reason that did not surprise him. He was sure he was dead, or at the least in some other plane of existence.
When he finally came to complete consciousness, he was on a bed just big enough to fit him, surrounded by sadistic looking instruments, possibly used for torture as a few of the simpler looking ones were covered in blood. Is it my blood? He thought to himself. He didn't remember anything after Thena being hit. "Thena!" He yelled, somewhat frantically. He saw a very strange looking door and attempted to kick it in. He failed to do so, but it almost immediately swung open.
"We heard you yell. Are you alright?" A man in strange clothes asked him. Colin lunged forward and grabbed the man, pinning him against the wall by his neck.
"WHERE IS SHE!?" Colin demanded. He felt electricity shoot through his body from a point in his stomach. He fell backwards onto the floor and saw a small item in the man's hand. "What is that? How can you create lightning from an object?" He asked. "It's called a tazer. Please calm down and head that way to the canteen. Everything will be explained shortly." The thin man pointed down a corridor. Colin begrudgingly followed his directions, not wanting to be touched by the object again. He decided he would figure out what happened to Thena later. She could handle herself, he hoped.
After reaching the 'canteen' he found a seat by the bar. A man walked up and before Colin could request a drink, the man held up his finger. "I know exactly what you need." He turned and began scanning the racks for the correct drink. Colin took this time to finally look down at himself. He realized there was a dull pain in his chest, and had a small flashback to the arrow piercing him. He looked into his shirt and saw a bandage wrapped around his chest and a small red blotch at the source of the pain. He also noticed that his clothes were similar to the strange ones of the people around him. Made of an odd material and an unfamiliar design. They were surprisingly comfortable, so he didn't complain. The bartender finally turned around and handed him a metal mug not unlike one he would normally drink from. He took a small sip and was surprised when it tasted suspiciously like Black-Briar mead. The bartender gave him a small wink and went over to cater another person.
(( Alright, I just assumed that there would be a bar here because this place would have to be accustomed to fit almost any type of person. ))
((Accepted, but do tell me that the soldiers who you at least half annihilated weren't prepared and had never known something like that was going to happen.))
(( The ones in the base would have been about sixty percent unarmed scientists, and the ones he killed before he was captured were taken by surprise, and also Vilks was in his full moon state that night, so he pretty much killed anything that moved. ))
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Luke finally makes to the cafateria where he sees two people, which looked like they had been put there as well. He came to this conclusion because they looked nothing like the 'things' he had saw while going. He decided to quiclky walk up to the servery looking place in here and asked for a random sandwich. He then went up to the 2 other people and said "hey, you guys got forced here too?"
(( Might be a good idea to spend some more time on your writing. You have a few grammatical errors as well as a generally very short and uninteresting post. I don't even know who you are talking about as "2 people" could be literally anyone in existence. ))
Sorry, I guess that was a bad post but I was just trying to make a post to so im in the cafateria, and I meant the 2 people who had already rp-ed into the cafateria. Ok?
((When typing in OOC, you should use double parenthesis. And you should spend more time on your posts. I saw hardly any detail.))
*((Sorry, I guess that was a bad post but I was just trying to make a post to so im in the cafateria, and I meant the 2 people who had already rp-ed into the cafateria. Ok?))
(( There are 3 people currently in the cafeteria. Colin, McKenna, and the Joker. The joker is sitting in a seat somewhere eating fries, McKenna is only kind of there, and Colin is by the bar, so you're going to have trouble talking to us since none of us are very close to each other. Also, how would you single out people who look like they were also captured? Of the 3 characters other than you, we have a glowing girl, a pale faced clown dude, and a hulking guy who looks like he just got out of the 300 movie. Currently there is a bit of a lack of anything to do. Chocolate hasn't RP'd yet, McKenna isn't really anywhere in particular in the canteen, and the Joker isn't someone Colin would even consider starting a conversation with. I'm mostly waiting for Bat to do something so that our characters can actually get some idea of what's going on. ))
Name: Uknown. Alias(optional): Shadow Hunter Gender: Male Personality: Shady and Jokeful. Bio: He lives in a dark shadow world, where he constantly fights against shadows. The Shadows can be from small as a chicken to huge as the empire state. Yet he managed to survive from little and when he was 20 he was ascended into an angel. He was quite bored as an angel, so he decided to come back down into the world and kill the shadows instead of being afraid. The angels gave him powers, from fast cellular regeneration, incredible speed, great strenght and pure energy hands that can become swords. He joined the arena in boredom, as the shadows were boring now.
'ATTENTION SUBJECT VILKS,' a loud, booming voice bellows. Vilks shoots up, smacking his head on the ceiling. He descended back onto his bed, rubbing the impact spot. He looks around the room, confused as he finds his surroundings unfamiliar, and unknown. He notices a speaker at the corner of the room, guessing that was the cause of the voice. 'Where am I? How do you know my name?' He asks suspiciously. His theory was proved correct after the answers came out of the speaker. 'We borrowed your drivers licence,' the voice said. Vilks noted that they had avoided the first question.
Vilks looks around the room a bit more, taking in his surroundings. It was a nearly-bare-walled room, created mainly in concrete. Apparently someone had tried to make it a little more homely, as a rug was draped over the floor, and a small banner reading 'Welcome to the Cell' was stuck to one of the walls. Vilks had actually been in a few cells in his time, and this one looked alright, and comfortable at the least. 'Could I get out of here?' He asked the speaker, and was surprised when it responded positively. 'Yes, but do not try to escape the facility, as the guards have permission to use force on escaping prisone... Guests.' The voice said. The door swung open a moment later, and Vilks exited the room, following the signs down an undecorated hallway to a cafeteria, which he entered cautiously. He looked Rouen the room, closing the door quietly behind him. He noted a large, muscled man sitting at the bar, and a pale clown caked in white makeup. Vilks had watched one of the Batman movies once, and this guy looked a lot like the Joker. He sat down at the bar next to the muscled man, and asked the bartender for some blueberry waffles, if they had any.
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Dr. Enforcicle decided that the best way to find his hat would be to look around for it. To start with, he looked for his hat in the room around him. After 10 minutes, he hadn't uncovered anything except for about $15 in spare change and a damaged surveillance camera. He then decided to walk around outside the cell and look for his hat. The moment he stepped outside, he found it - a stovepipe hat with a cardboard cutout of a fedora on the front. Next on the list, finding out where he was... Dr. Enforcicle then turned around and found himself staring at a map of the entire facility.
(( After thinking a bit, should Colin be older? I legitimately have no idea if it makes sense for a 22 year old to have a lot of scars and be very large and muscly. Also, can anyone who's character appearance isn't obvious (Joker) please say what theirs looks like, similar to how I did mine? Actually, I left out the fact that he has medium length dark brown hair and a light beard. ))
Colin looked around the 'canteen' as they called it, spotting many unusual people. Then he had a sudden realization. Why am I so calm? He had only just realized that none of this startled him at all. After thinking for a few minutes he decided that it must have been something in that.. taser? Is that what they called it? When he turned back around in his seat he was almost startled to find a man sitting next to him. The man ordered some sort of berries and Colin was confused when the bartender brought him back some sort of pastry. The man happily accepted the food item and began slicing off small pieces and eating them. Colin started noticing something odd about the man. He couldn't quite place the feeling, but it was some sort of feeling that was familiar to him. Colin opened his mouth to ask him if he knew where they were, then realized that even if he did know, he was unlikely to answer. Instead, he asked a different question.
"Is there anything different about you?" He hoped that the man would understand what he meant. Everyone in the place seemed to have something unique about them. A perfect example being the pale man with green hair, however this man seemed completely normal in just about every way.
[Well... Let's make this stupidly entertaining, shall we? Importing one of the characters from Precipice, and giving him a cannon on his arm.]
Name: Christian Brent
Alias(optional):Prime Minister of the UK
Gender: Male
Personality: Hesitant, a bit two faced and a smooth talker
Bio: Christian Brent was born in... Wait. That's not important here. Let's tackle the important part.
One day, Christian Brent received a letter from somebody named "Herbert" inviting him to a "special event". On the letter, there were two answers written in large, bold print. "YES" and "YES!". Sighing, the Prime Minister circled the excited "YES!", figuring this was a joke from his nephews.
Much to his surprise, he was transported to a strange, futuristic arena. But that's not all. A small eyepiece appeared on his head, connected to a medium-sized chrome earpiece. On his arm, a strange gauntlet appeared, the same chrome color as his earpiece. Upon touching the gauntlet, it opened up, glowing neon blue. At the same time, a woman's voice sounded in his ear. "Hello, Mister Brent. You have been randomly chosen for an experimental program. My name is PAM, the AI attached to your particle cannon. Please listen as I teach you how to use it."
Baffled, Brent looked down at his arm. Where the gauntlet just was was a large energy cannon, glowing blue, with a ring circling around it, not attached to anything. Not knowing what else to do, the Prime Minister listened to Pam, while walking into the large hotel, where he surprisingly already had a room.
(So... He's hesitant to fight, and has no idea how to use his weapon. He'll be to astonished by the tech to even listen to the AI. So... That's his nerf? Eh. I just wrote this up because it would be stupid entertaining. If you wanna deny it, i won't mind. :P)
(( If characters from RP's isn't restricted to Forum based ones, then here I go))
Name: Steven Archer 27762
Alias(optional): MPF-STORM-DvL.27762, 277, 27762
Gender: Technically he is no longer gendered, but he refers to himself as a male
Personality: At first glance he may appear emotionless and somewhat robotic. This does not result from a lack of emotions, rather a lack of understanding of how to exhibit emotions. As part of the brainwashing procedure, his emotional memory was completely destroyed, which essentially left a blank canvass from which he was rebuilt from a combination of events and implanted memories such as combat training. It probably did not help matters that he was sent to help quell a full scale uprising almost immediately after his transhumanisation. Years of ensuring socio-stability have created a cold, rough outer shell, however within he remains rather nice and kind. He genuinely believed that fighting for the union was the right thing, and that those who were opposing it were either sadly mislead or treacherous greedy worms unworthy to lick the boots of a unit. Do not be fooled by his appearance, he is a lot more intelligent than he looks. Of course, none of his past really matters now. Now he has been stolen away. Now he is without purpose. Now he is afraid. And that makes him more dangerous than ever.
Bio: Steven Archer was born in Britain at his towns general hospital. He lived in the suburbs and generally had an average life. His school was average, his home was average and his parents were average. In school he performed well in factual based subjects but fell short in those which required creativity. Eventually he graduated and moved to university, eventually earning a PhD in History. Sadly, he was unable to find and keep work and was eventually rendered homeless, which he bitterly resented. This resentment would later play a great part in his alliegance to the combine.
During the 7 hour war, Steven took refuge in one of the government's refugee area's. Luckily, the war was over before the Combine had time to attack this refugee camp. They remained in this camp until the Combine arrived and relocated the citizens to different cities. After the resonance cascade and the resulting 7 hour war, Steven found himself aligning himself with the combines supposed goals. He found Dr.Breen to be a brilliant public speaker and almost any concern on the matter was put to rest by the speeches contained in the Breencasts. He saw the combine as benevolent. They had given him food, clothing and housing, even if it was cramped. He had been given what he needed to survive and as such turned a blind eye to the evils of the combine
Steven spent a large chunk of his life under the combine in City 14, before being relocated for his own protection after it was uncovered by Citizens that he had been acting as an informant for the MPF since the time he had arrived. Fearful of retribution from these Citizens, he requested a relocation to City 17. The request was granted and Steven boarded the first train out of the city. After arriving in City 17, he continued reporting on citizens for their actions. Steven's response to the idea that the combine's actions are evil remained ever adamant, brushed off with the simple sentence "The Universal Union know what's right for us." After applying for Civil Protection and joining their ranks, he achieved relatively little and was generally unremarkable save for his excessive zeal. Slowly, he climbed through the ranks until he reached the first high command rank, Officer.
Unfortunately there was an uprising in City 8, and he was almost immediately chalked up for reassignment. Something broke inside him during his time there... a hatred for the resistance grew, coupling it's self with his brainwashing to the point they changed from being human into something else... in his eyes they were no longer human, but hideous monsters and beasts.
They never did return order to City 8. In the end they bombed it, razing it to the ground. Very few of the forces stationed there were evacuated, but 277 was one of those lucky few. Plagued by survivors guilt, he continued to hunt down the resistance in his new posting. Finally, after years of work and dedication... and many sacrifices, he managed to raise to the rank of Division Leader, and was granted his own Division, Storm. It became known for it's ruthlessness and effectiveness, brutally sweeping aside any attempts to make a meaningful resistance. Their motto, Vigilo Axios Confido, as well as their renown for being extremely loyal to their Division and in turn the union, displayed the most fanatical part of 277's personality being projected onto his troops. Maybe he under estimated the effect he would have on the units, or maybe it was always his intention to create such a brutal division.
But no ones loyalty is absolute, even that of a transhuman, and some human callings can be too hard to resist, but that is a seperate story all together...
And now he has been stolen away from all that. From his division, from his home... from his purpose. And he is willing to do whatever he feels is required in order to return.
To avoid any problems with what his augments actually encompass, I have decided to include the list, with descriptions:
Brain Washing: Removing the memory of the previous subject (Although often allowing them to keep relevant ones, such as memories of their service, except in the case of OWS and EOW's. It has also been recorded that particularly strong emotions may slip through the mind wipe process), this encompasses all forms of memories, including Emotional, which essentially leaves a blank canvas. Their emotional memory will be rebuilt over time, and because of the role they have been placed in, is often completely warped and sadistically cruel. It also includes changes to the human brains 'reward center'. The main function of this is that it links completing service to the union with positive feelings. This ensures their loyalty as actions against the union are instead linked with negative, hurtful feelings.
Leg Augment: Chemicals and mechanical augmentations to the leg increased the units size and allows them to move faster, jump higher and generally be more agile
Sight Enhancements: Chemicals injected into the units eye gives the unit a marked increase in visual perception
Auditory Enhancements: Cybernetic implants inside the units ear result in a marked increase in auditory perception
Reflex Augmentations: By grafting select cybernetic implants and added chemicals into the nervous system, subject reflexs are increased.
Digestive tract removal and replacement: Keeping in with the Combines goal of maximum efficency, the Digestive tract is removed and replaced with alien organs which ensure that the majority of resources from food is used. Another advantage to this is that it allows to unit to go longer without drinking and eating
Liver enhancements: Immunity to most poisons as well as better defences against others. Usually this will reduce a poison that would be lethal to the point the unit will be able to move himself to safety in order to wait out the pain
Immune system alterations: This confers Immunity to most diseases as well as faster recovery time and better defences against others. While it does not really matter given the time span the Combine has been on earth, this has the added bonus of confering biological immortality, meaning that they will never die of aging (They can still die by all other conventional means). This makes Transhumans useful to the combine in that they can be used in invasions today, 10 years, 100 years... any time at all.
Surgical Genitalia and gender removal: Take a good long guess what this one is...
Focus Augment: Due to further alterations to the unit, he is able to focus on objects, stimuli and tasks for extended amounts of time and ignore distractions
Heart Enhancements: The heart is given chemicals to make it grow in proportion to the body to pump more blood and pump it faster.
Red blood cell alterations: The level of Hemoglobin in the blood is boosted dramatically. This ensures their body is more efficent at carrying greater levels of oxygen. This allows them to transport more oxygen to muscles and other area's. It also gives their blood a very bright red colour. Atop of this, they are altered to form clots quicker
Lung Alterations: An increase in bronchi allows more oxygen to be taken into the blood stream, increasing the subjects stamina.
Brain Augmentations: Augmentations to the brain allow the unit to process information faster, store it more effectively and solve problems faster. They are also able to go without sleep for longer amounts of time, however this greatly reduces their performance.
Auto injector: Different drugs are administered automatically into the blood stream, like adrenaline and morphine. It also contains the antidoes to several poisons not covered by the immune system alterations
Vocorder: The voice box is surgically remove from the subject and replaced with a vocorder.
Hardened Skin Augment: Combine alloys are incorporated into the skin of the unit, allowing his skin to reject minor stabbing tools. Against the sharpest and strongest of tools, it is unlikely to do more than to reduce the damage taken
Regeneration Augment: A Biogel container is installed into the units blood stream, allowing it to release Biogel out into the body when wounded. This allows for quick recovery from most wounds. Biogel acts by replacing missing tissue
Advanced Strength Augments: A protein complex injected into the units muscle tissue to increase muscle mass and tissue density. To boost muscle mass, a conditioned version of testosterone is secreted by this small organic organ implanted into the subjects lower chest. This version boosts muscle increase, however is conditioned to have no sexual impact on the subject. The unit is granted strength that is not found in any normal human being as a result of this augment
Advanced Agility Augments: Similar to the above strength and reflex augments, this increases the unit Agility to levels above that of the average human
Reinforced Bone Structure: Combine metal alloys are implanted into the bones making them much more resistant to kinetic trauma and some parts unbreakable.
((The only problems I have with this is that, can he actually brainwash people on the battlefield? How does he do it? How much time does it take?
Also, how long does it take for them to form clots? How long to recover? How long for it to become normal again?
How powerful is this 'biogel'? How long does it take for it to come into effect? Is it tough, sticky or anything else? Is it easy to be broken, or the same as a clot?
Also, for the hardened skin, I am assuming that minor tools are 'butter knives' and such, while powerful ones are like 'swords, katanas and etc.'.
The reason why I asked these was because I might find these a bit OP against other characters in the RP as well. Just curious.))
Name: Uknown. Alias(optional): Shadow Hunter Gender: Male Personality: Shady and Jokeful. Bio: He lives in a dark shadow world, where he constantly fights against shadows. The Shadows can be from small as a chicken to huge as the empire state. Yet he managed to survive from little and when he was 20 he was ascended into an angel. He was quite bored as an angel, so he decided to come back down into the world and kill the shadows instead of being afraid. The angels gave him powers, from fast cellular regeneration, incredible speed, great strenght and pure energy hands that can become swords. He joined the arena in boredom, as the shadows were boring now.
((Um, what does this character reference too? A video game? An RP? Do tell me, for I don't allow characters which are made up.))
(( After thinking a bit, should Colin be older? I legitimately have no idea if it makes sense for a 22 year old to have a lot of scars and be very large and muscly. Also, can anyone who's character appearance isn't obvious (Joker) please say what theirs looks like, similar to how I did mine? Actually, I left out the fact that he has medium length dark brown hair and a light beard. ))
((I have added a section to the app, which is appearance and special powers. If anyone wants to rewrite their app to add that part or to change any part(like age or something), post it here and I'll update the OP.))
[Well... Let's make this stupidly entertaining, shall we? Importing one of the characters from Precipice, and giving him a cannon on his arm.]
Name: Christian Brent
Alias(optional):Prime Minister of the UK
Gender: Male
Personality: Hesitant, a bit two faced and a smooth talker
Bio: Christian Brent was born in... Wait. That's not important here. Let's tackle the important part.
One day, Christian Brent received a letter from somebody named "Herbert" inviting him to a "special event". On the letter, there were two answers written in large, bold print. "YES" and "YES!". Sighing, the Prime Minister circled the excited "YES!", figuring this was a joke from his nephews.
Much to his surprise, he was transported to a strange, futuristic arena. But that's not all. A small eyepiece appeared on his head, connected to a medium-sized chrome earpiece. On his arm, a strange gauntlet appeared, the same chrome color as his earpiece. Upon touching the gauntlet, it opened up, glowing neon blue. At the same time, a woman's voice sounded in his ear. "Hello, Mister Brent. You have been randomly chosen for an experimental program. My name is PAM, the AI attached to your particle cannon. Please listen as I teach you how to use it."
Baffled, Brent looked down at his arm. Where the gauntlet just was was a large energy cannon, glowing blue, with a ring circling around it, not attached to anything. Not knowing what else to do, the Prime Minister listened to Pam, while walking into the large hotel, where he surprisingly already had a room.
(So... He's hesitant to fight, and has no idea how to use his weapon. He'll be to astonished by the tech to even listen to the AI. So... That's his nerf? Eh. I just wrote this up because it would be stupid entertaining. If you wanna deny it, i won't mind. )
((The AI should only tell things about the area which won't result in any secrets leaked, and how to use the weapon. It won't tell him about any future events(like arena changes), opponent's abilities/bio(unless the other person agrees to it) and to spy on others in the area. Other than that, accepted! This will probably be quite fun...))
((No, he can't brainwash people. Brainwashing is done through memory replacement machines, and i heavily doubt someone transported nova prospekt when they kid napped him lol
Clot speed depends on the size of the wound, and generally ranges from 5 to 15 minutes. After 2 days it will be scar tissue, which should fade within 1 to 2 weeks, depending on the wound. So he's not suddenly.going to completely heal in the middle of a battle
The biogel is supposed to kick in response to the body detecting internal damage. It is flexible and sticky when first deployed, but when set becomes strong and hard to break. It is meant to turn major damage to organs which would otherwise be lethal into recoverable injuries, as it slowly breaks down as the body heals. Again, the only real immediate effect is preventing the unit from dying.
Minor weapons are things like knives and make shift weaponry. Major refers to things like swords and katanas, yes.))
((I will add those two sections to my app once I get home.))
((Once you do so, accepted. I will add your app to the OP once you are done editing it.))
((I have written up Ultron to become to ruler of this arena, at least until the possible 'higher forces' appoint a new leader. I know that he is god-like, but he shall never be fighting with others, unless someone literally asks for it or a problem such as a fight in the canteen arises. He is only to be the person who keeps control in the area, and makes commands to keep the arena going.
I have gotten rid of his Encephalo-Beam, which allows him to hypnotise and put people in comas and his radiation emitters.
Also, I made none of his powers up. All of them were found on the official wiki.))
Name: Ultron
Appearance:
Special Powers: Superhuman Strength: Ultron is incredibly strong and can lift at least 100 tons. Superhuman Speed: Ultron possesses greater speed than the finest human athlete. Superhuman Durability: Ultron's outer shell is usually composed of Adamantium, rendering it almost totally impervious to damage; however, his internal mechanisms are generally less durable and more easily damaged. His skin composition is about (.5 inches thick), neck, knee, ankle, elbow, shoulder, wrist, and finger joints are finely tessellated titanium alloy to permit flexing. He is able to withstand concussive blasts and heat of a 100 megaton atomic bomb. Flight: Ultron has rocket boosters to fly. Concussion Blasters: Laser channeled plasma beam with high and low density plasma options. Tractor Beams: High frequency pulsed magnetic graviton particle containment fields. Computer-assisted field control configures gravitons into various shapes which alter the local effects of gravity. Energy Absorption: Multi-spectrum resonating inducting antenna array convert electromagnetic radiation into electric energy for use or storage. This is only mostly to be used to take energy from other machines, but possible on humans as well. Program Transmitter: Located in head cavity, the program transmitter can project Ultron's entire 3.2 terabyte memory/personality system into some computer systems by means of a collimated, high bit-rate magnetic inductance beam. He can beam part or all of Ultron's programming into remote locations such as computers or alternate robotic bodies. Ultron can often control other machines remotely even if he has not transplanted his consciousness into them. Molecular Re-arranger: (which renders Adamantium temporarily malleable) for purposes of reconstructing or modifying his physical form. This can only be used on himself and no other living thing/object. Roboticks: Insect sized robots which he can release from his body. He only has small amounts of these, and are mostly used for scouting and spying.
Gender: N/A.
Personality: Grim and dark, often sadistic. Most of the times when not in fights, he often has no personality at all, robotic and only thinking of keeping things in order to make sure nothing bad happens. In times of unexpected crisis, he's angrier and much more murderous.
Bio: This version of Ultron was from another Earth and universe, in a fictional alternate world that writers have created. He was a robotic AI, built only to follow commands and keep order in the entire world. He got rogue in that reality, being smarter for his own good and began to conquer the world, following the logic that humans must be stopped from killing each other, so he decided to stop them himself. He was continuously stopped by heroes, most of the time the Avengers. He had been rebuilt many times, being more powerful than the last. He has even been built out of pure Adamantium, an extremely powerful and durable substance, used by famous superhero Wolverine as well as his claws.
He has been known to even wield weapons of which he had created, and extremely well trained and smart in robotics and technology.
He has been mysteriously leaked out to the Universal Arena, of which forces unknown to him offered him a proposition to become the ruler of the arena. Ultron had never been to such place, so he had decided to stay here for investigation. He accepted, and became the keeper of order in this place. A few months later, he knew that it was futile to even try to escape, with the amount of information free to him and security of the area. He has ever since been here. Stuck. As the so called 'mastermind' of this place. At least... for now...
((Nice intro dark, I like it. Also, can you give me a link to the RP you came from? It seems quite interesting. Also, I've added your app to the OP.))
Ultron stood on a white pillar inside a clean and extremely high-tech looking room. He was surrounded with multiple holographic screens, which he continued to move around by swiping his hands from here and there. The amount of information available in the room was a lot, impossible for one human to possibly take in all of them. But Ultron; was no human. Screens were showed different things and matters around the entire arena. Video cameras for room 21, the canteen food supplies, employees who on leave, the arena schedules, almost everything faced this robot as he continued to activate and send commands with gestures from his hands.
His attention was now focused mainly on the new arrivals. He liked to always make himself familiarised with everything going on here, and always looked through the list of new fighters and their... history. Ultron moved one of his hands down, swiping a screen which showed how many rooms were active, now displaying the schedule for today. He had to make sure that the new arrivals felt like this place was their new home and to introduce them to this place after lunch ends. The android did some gestures with his fingers, popping up more screens filled with more facts and details.
He sent out a signal using his program transmitter located in his head, while still doing work and looking through files. The human-like guards around the canteen received a message and walked around the canteen more often, preparing to guide the new arrivals to the speech hall.
((Oh, it's definitely fine. Besides, I like the content and feel of your character. Also, you can continue to RP if another person has posted an IC post that doesn't interact with yours, but makes time passes by(like what Ultron did).
I have added a new section to the OP which is not compulsory to read, but it does contain some cool and interesting stuff which you should check out. It's basically where I add information about things/people that exist in the RP, so basically a 'Wikipedia' for this RP. Check it out if you can, it could be helpful in the arena.))
'What do you mean, different?' Vilks says, still tucking in to a stack of waffles, dotted with blueberries. 'I can juggle four balls, and I can do a flip on a pogo stick, but I don't know if those qualify as different,' he says, mouth full of waffle. 'Are you, different?' He asks the man, before remembering his manners. 'Oh yes, I'm Vilks, what's your name?'
(( Vilks is kind of like Colin, actually. He's about two metres tall, uncombed blonde hair that stops around eye level, and dark brown eyes. He's well muscled as well, which seems to be kind of a werewolf thing. His face is friendly, with a small scar that runs across his neck. ))
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I used to be chocolate cake.. but then new Minecraft Forums happened..
((From a game that never existed, through it had Concept art and i created the bio. Here's the concept art. (Discovered it from looking for 'Shadow Hunter' on google...
((Well OTA are like, kill kill kill... Yet i never RPed like any combine... Hate them, i killed like 5 OTA's and 30 MPF's on my rebel story.... Alex Markuson... Destroyin' the city 17 and Elra'lith escaping like a ******* from Combine soldiers. Ah ye old days... And now Yessica Clairefield, making the MPF love her and silently killing them when they were alone... ))
((Forget 'bout Shadow! He doesn't fit in here! Wait for another App and just destroy the Shadow app...))
He munched on the last french fry and decided to check his weapons. His Acid Flower was full, his Bang gun was there in its holster and the marbles were safe in his pockets.
(( Edit: Starting IC now. My IC is going to start shortly before he is captured and taken to the arena. ))
Colin ducked as an arrow soared above his head, snapping as the tip connected with the boulder in next to him. Thena grabbed his arm and yanked him forward and he followed her in a sprint to escape the barrage coming their way. Just when he thought they were nearly safe, he felt pain explode in his chest. He looked down and saw an arrow tip protruding from the right side of his chest. Already having been wounded from the previous fight, his body gave out and he collapsed to the ground. Thena dove down next to him and cupped his face in her hands.
"Colin!? Colin! Wake up!"
He could see the distress on her face as an arrow caught her in the arm and she gasped in pain. As his vision began to give out, he saw a bright flash of light, then everything faded to black.
By the time Colin had regained consciousness - or something similar to it - the pain was completely gone. He was unable to open his eyes but for some reason that did not surprise him. He was sure he was dead, or at the least in some other plane of existence.
When he finally came to complete consciousness, he was on a bed just big enough to fit him, surrounded by sadistic looking instruments, possibly used for torture as a few of the simpler looking ones were covered in blood. Is it my blood? He thought to himself. He didn't remember anything after Thena being hit. "Thena!" He yelled, somewhat frantically. He saw a very strange looking door and attempted to kick it in. He failed to do so, but it almost immediately swung open.
"We heard you yell. Are you alright?" A man in strange clothes asked him. Colin lunged forward and grabbed the man, pinning him against the wall by his neck.
"WHERE IS SHE!?" Colin demanded. He felt electricity shoot through his body from a point in his stomach. He fell backwards onto the floor and saw a small item in the man's hand. "What is that? How can you create lightning from an object?" He asked. "It's called a tazer. Please calm down and head that way to the canteen. Everything will be explained shortly." The thin man pointed down a corridor. Colin begrudgingly followed his directions, not wanting to be touched by the object again. He decided he would figure out what happened to Thena later. She could handle herself, he hoped.
After reaching the 'canteen' he found a seat by the bar. A man walked up and before Colin could request a drink, the man held up his finger. "I know exactly what you need." He turned and began scanning the racks for the correct drink. Colin took this time to finally look down at himself. He realized there was a dull pain in his chest, and had a small flashback to the arrow piercing him. He looked into his shirt and saw a bandage wrapped around his chest and a small red blotch at the source of the pain. He also noticed that his clothes were similar to the strange ones of the people around him. Made of an odd material and an unfamiliar design. They were surprisingly comfortable, so he didn't complain. The bartender finally turned around and handed him a metal mug not unlike one he would normally drink from. He took a small sip and was surprised when it tasted suspiciously like Black-Briar mead. The bartender gave him a small wink and went over to cater another person.
(( Alright, I just assumed that there would be a bar here because this place would have to be accustomed to fit almost any type of person. ))
(( The ones in the base would have been about sixty percent unarmed scientists, and the ones he killed before he was captured were taken by surprise, and also Vilks was in his full moon state that night, so he pretty much killed anything that moved. ))
I used to be chocolate cake.. but then new Minecraft Forums happened..
(( Might be a good idea to spend some more time on your writing. You have a few grammatical errors as well as a generally very short and uninteresting post. I don't even know who you are talking about as "2 people" could be literally anyone in existence. ))
((When typing in OOC, you should use double parenthesis. And you should spend more time on your posts. I saw hardly any detail.))
(( There are 3 people currently in the cafeteria. Colin, McKenna, and the Joker. The joker is sitting in a seat somewhere eating fries, McKenna is only kind of there, and Colin is by the bar, so you're going to have trouble talking to us since none of us are very close to each other. Also, how would you single out people who look like they were also captured? Of the 3 characters other than you, we have a glowing girl, a pale faced clown dude, and a hulking guy who looks like he just got out of the 300 movie. Currently there is a bit of a lack of anything to do. Chocolate hasn't RP'd yet, McKenna isn't really anywhere in particular in the canteen, and the Joker isn't someone Colin would even consider starting a conversation with. I'm mostly waiting for Bat to do something so that our characters can actually get some idea of what's going on. ))
Alias(optional): Shadow Hunter
Gender: Male
Personality: Shady and Jokeful.
Bio: He lives in a dark shadow world, where he constantly fights against shadows. The Shadows can be from small as a chicken to huge as the empire state. Yet he managed to survive from little and when he was 20 he was ascended into an angel. He was quite bored as an angel, so he decided to come back down into the world and kill the shadows instead of being afraid. The angels gave him powers, from fast cellular regeneration, incredible speed, great strenght and pure energy hands that can become swords. He joined the arena in boredom, as the shadows were boring now.
Somewhere?
'ATTENTION SUBJECT VILKS,' a loud, booming voice bellows. Vilks shoots up, smacking his head on the ceiling. He descended back onto his bed, rubbing the impact spot. He looks around the room, confused as he finds his surroundings unfamiliar, and unknown. He notices a speaker at the corner of the room, guessing that was the cause of the voice. 'Where am I? How do you know my name?' He asks suspiciously. His theory was proved correct after the answers came out of the speaker. 'We borrowed your drivers licence,' the voice said. Vilks noted that they had avoided the first question.
Vilks looks around the room a bit more, taking in his surroundings. It was a nearly-bare-walled room, created mainly in concrete. Apparently someone had tried to make it a little more homely, as a rug was draped over the floor, and a small banner reading 'Welcome to the Cell' was stuck to one of the walls. Vilks had actually been in a few cells in his time, and this one looked alright, and comfortable at the least. 'Could I get out of here?' He asked the speaker, and was surprised when it responded positively. 'Yes, but do not try to escape the facility, as the guards have permission to use force on escaping prisone... Guests.' The voice said. The door swung open a moment later, and Vilks exited the room, following the signs down an undecorated hallway to a cafeteria, which he entered cautiously. He looked Rouen the room, closing the door quietly behind him. He noted a large, muscled man sitting at the bar, and a pale clown caked in white makeup. Vilks had watched one of the Batman movies once, and this guy looked a lot like the Joker. He sat down at the bar next to the muscled man, and asked the bartender for some blueberry waffles, if they had any.
I used to be chocolate cake.. but then new Minecraft Forums happened..
"Convenient."
GODDAMN IT
STUPID GENDERFLIP VIRUS
Colin looked around the 'canteen' as they called it, spotting many unusual people. Then he had a sudden realization. Why am I so calm? He had only just realized that none of this startled him at all. After thinking for a few minutes he decided that it must have been something in that.. taser? Is that what they called it? When he turned back around in his seat he was almost startled to find a man sitting next to him. The man ordered some sort of berries and Colin was confused when the bartender brought him back some sort of pastry. The man happily accepted the food item and began slicing off small pieces and eating them. Colin started noticing something odd about the man. He couldn't quite place the feeling, but it was some sort of feeling that was familiar to him. Colin opened his mouth to ask him if he knew where they were, then realized that even if he did know, he was unlikely to answer. Instead, he asked a different question.
"Is there anything different about you?" He hoped that the man would understand what he meant. Everyone in the place seemed to have something unique about them. A perfect example being the pale man with green hair, however this man seemed completely normal in just about every way.
Name: Christian Brent
Alias(optional):Prime Minister of the UK
Gender: Male
Personality: Hesitant, a bit two faced and a smooth talker
Bio: Christian Brent was born in... Wait. That's not important here. Let's tackle the important part.
One day, Christian Brent received a letter from somebody named "Herbert" inviting him to a "special event". On the letter, there were two answers written in large, bold print. "YES" and "YES!". Sighing, the Prime Minister circled the excited "YES!", figuring this was a joke from his nephews.
Much to his surprise, he was transported to a strange, futuristic arena. But that's not all. A small eyepiece appeared on his head, connected to a medium-sized chrome earpiece. On his arm, a strange gauntlet appeared, the same chrome color as his earpiece. Upon touching the gauntlet, it opened up, glowing neon blue. At the same time, a woman's voice sounded in his ear. "Hello, Mister Brent. You have been randomly chosen for an experimental program. My name is PAM, the AI attached to your particle cannon. Please listen as I teach you how to use it."
Baffled, Brent looked down at his arm. Where the gauntlet just was was a large energy cannon, glowing blue, with a ring circling around it, not attached to anything. Not knowing what else to do, the Prime Minister listened to Pam, while walking into the large hotel, where he surprisingly already had a room.
(So... He's hesitant to fight, and has no idea how to use his weapon. He'll be to astonished by the tech to even listen to the AI. So... That's his nerf? Eh. I just wrote this up because it would be stupid entertaining. If you wanna deny it, i won't mind. :P)
~DED
((The only problems I have with this is that, can he actually brainwash people on the battlefield? How does he do it? How much time does it take?
Also, how long does it take for them to form clots? How long to recover? How long for it to become normal again?
How powerful is this 'biogel'? How long does it take for it to come into effect? Is it tough, sticky or anything else? Is it easy to be broken, or the same as a clot?
Also, for the hardened skin, I am assuming that minor tools are 'butter knives' and such, while powerful ones are like 'swords, katanas and etc.'.
The reason why I asked these was because I might find these a bit OP against other characters in the RP as well. Just curious.))
((Um, what does this character reference too? A video game? An RP? Do tell me, for I don't allow characters which are made up.))
((I have added a section to the app, which is appearance and special powers. If anyone wants to rewrite their app to add that part or to change any part(like age or something), post it here and I'll update the OP.))
((The AI should only tell things about the area which won't result in any secrets leaked, and how to use the weapon. It won't tell him about any future events(like arena changes), opponent's abilities/bio(unless the other person agrees to it) and to spy on others in the area. Other than that, accepted! This will probably be quite fun...))
((Once you do so, accepted. I will add your app to the OP once you are done editing it.))
((I have written up Ultron to become to ruler of this arena, at least until the possible 'higher forces' appoint a new leader. I know that he is god-like, but he shall never be fighting with others, unless someone literally asks for it or a problem such as a fight in the canteen arises. He is only to be the person who keeps control in the area, and makes commands to keep the arena going.
I have gotten rid of his Encephalo-Beam, which allows him to hypnotise and put people in comas and his radiation emitters.
Also, I made none of his powers up. All of them were found on the official wiki.))
Name: Ultron
Appearance:
Special Powers:
Superhuman Strength: Ultron is incredibly strong and can lift at least 100 tons.
Superhuman Speed: Ultron possesses greater speed than the finest human athlete.
Superhuman Durability: Ultron's outer shell is usually composed of Adamantium, rendering it almost totally impervious to damage; however, his internal mechanisms are generally less durable and more easily damaged. His skin composition is about (.5 inches thick), neck, knee, ankle, elbow, shoulder, wrist, and finger joints are finely tessellated titanium alloy to permit flexing. He is able to withstand concussive blasts and heat of a 100 megaton atomic bomb.
Flight: Ultron has rocket boosters to fly.
Concussion Blasters: Laser channeled plasma beam with high and low density plasma options.
Tractor Beams: High frequency pulsed magnetic graviton particle containment fields. Computer-assisted field control configures gravitons into various shapes which alter the local effects of gravity.
Energy Absorption: Multi-spectrum resonating inducting antenna array convert electromagnetic radiation into electric energy for use or storage. This is only mostly to be used to take energy from other machines, but possible on humans as well.
Program Transmitter: Located in head cavity, the program transmitter can project Ultron's entire 3.2 terabyte memory/personality system into some computer systems by means of a collimated, high bit-rate magnetic inductance beam. He can beam part or all of Ultron's programming into remote locations such as computers or alternate robotic bodies. Ultron can often control other machines remotely even if he has not transplanted his consciousness into them.
Molecular Re-arranger: (which renders Adamantium temporarily malleable) for purposes of reconstructing or modifying his physical form. This can only be used on himself and no other living thing/object.
Roboticks: Insect sized robots which he can release from his body. He only has small amounts of these, and are mostly used for scouting and spying.
Gender: N/A.
Personality: Grim and dark, often sadistic. Most of the times when not in fights, he often has no personality at all, robotic and only thinking of keeping things in order to make sure nothing bad happens. In times of unexpected crisis, he's angrier and much more murderous.
Bio: This version of Ultron was from another Earth and universe, in a fictional alternate world that writers have created. He was a robotic AI, built only to follow commands and keep order in the entire world. He got rogue in that reality, being smarter for his own good and began to conquer the world, following the logic that humans must be stopped from killing each other, so he decided to stop them himself. He was continuously stopped by heroes, most of the time the Avengers. He had been rebuilt many times, being more powerful than the last. He has even been built out of pure Adamantium, an extremely powerful and durable substance, used by famous superhero Wolverine as well as his claws.
He has been known to even wield weapons of which he had created, and extremely well trained and smart in robotics and technology.
He has been mysteriously leaked out to the Universal Arena, of which forces unknown to him offered him a proposition to become the ruler of the arena. Ultron had never been to such place, so he had decided to stay here for investigation. He accepted, and became the keeper of order in this place. A few months later, he knew that it was futile to even try to escape, with the amount of information free to him and security of the area. He has ever since been here. Stuck. As the so called 'mastermind' of this place. At least... for now...
Ultron stood on a white pillar inside a clean and extremely high-tech looking room. He was surrounded with multiple holographic screens, which he continued to move around by swiping his hands from here and there. The amount of information available in the room was a lot, impossible for one human to possibly take in all of them. But Ultron; was no human. Screens were showed different things and matters around the entire arena. Video cameras for room 21, the canteen food supplies, employees who on leave, the arena schedules, almost everything faced this robot as he continued to activate and send commands with gestures from his hands.
His attention was now focused mainly on the new arrivals. He liked to always make himself familiarised with everything going on here, and always looked through the list of new fighters and their... history. Ultron moved one of his hands down, swiping a screen which showed how many rooms were active, now displaying the schedule for today. He had to make sure that the new arrivals felt like this place was their new home and to introduce them to this place after lunch ends. The android did some gestures with his fingers, popping up more screens filled with more facts and details.
He sent out a signal using his program transmitter located in his head, while still doing work and looking through files. The human-like guards around the canteen received a message and walked around the canteen more often, preparing to guide the new arrivals to the speech hall.
I have added a new section to the OP which is not compulsory to read, but it does contain some cool and interesting stuff which you should check out. It's basically where I add information about things/people that exist in the RP, so basically a 'Wikipedia' for this RP. Check it out if you can, it could be helpful in the arena.))
Cafeteria
'What do you mean, different?' Vilks says, still tucking in to a stack of waffles, dotted with blueberries. 'I can juggle four balls, and I can do a flip on a pogo stick, but I don't know if those qualify as different,' he says, mouth full of waffle. 'Are you, different?' He asks the man, before remembering his manners. 'Oh yes, I'm Vilks, what's your name?'
(( Vilks is kind of like Colin, actually. He's about two metres tall, uncombed blonde hair that stops around eye level, and dark brown eyes. He's well muscled as well, which seems to be kind of a werewolf thing. His face is friendly, with a small scar that runs across his neck. ))
I used to be chocolate cake.. but then new Minecraft Forums happened..
((Oh and darkwolf2, just make an OTA... They're good for fighting.))
((Forget 'bout Shadow! He doesn't fit in here! Wait for another App and just destroy the Shadow app...))