Marvel Uprising OOC

Discussion in 'THREAD ARCHIVES' started by Fel of the Eternal Forest, Mar 23, 2010.

  1. New York – Present Day.

    In the wake of the skrull invasion, Anthony 'Tony' Stark has taken the full blame, stating that he could have prevented the entire thing. After being ousted from office, he is branded an enemy of the state by the villain Norman Osborn and his new H.A.M.M.E.R. A new terror reigns in America, the world of the hero has turned completely topsy-turvy as Osborn creates his own Dark Avengers and X-Men, and effectively branding every hero that hasn't sold out an outlaw. Also, mutants are now outlaws themselves.

    Osborn has stolen the Iron Man armor and modified it in a pseudo-patriotic image, the Iron Patriot. Stalking Tony to Afganistan and beating his vegitable body senseless.

    Athough the people do not realize the terror looming over their heads, some have come to know what Osborn represents. These people, some powered, some regular, intend to stand and fight. This is you.

    Character sheets would look something similar to Iwaku World:


    Name: (This is New York, anything goes).

    Race: Human, Skrull, Shi'ar, Kree, ect.

    Faction: (If affiliated with a business or faction)

    Place of Residence: (somewhere in the NY area)



    Drivers: (What motivates your character. What do they want? What are they running from? What cause are they following?)

    Equipment: (Including anything stored elsewhere)

    Strengths: (What are you good at?)

    Weaknesses: (What lets you down? YOU MUST HAVE WEAKNESSES!)

    Primary Power: (Including category it falls under)

    Secondary Power: (MUST plead with GM)

    Background: (Try to be concise)
  2. Name: Thomas Kingsley

    Race: Human

    Faction: none

    Place of Residence: Queens

    Appearance: Thomas has eye length brown hair and brown eyes. On day to day business, he generally wears a T-shirt and shorts. When he is fighting he wears an assortment of bullet proof armor.

    Personality: Spontaneous and Reckless.

    Drivers: Thomas wants to stop being hunted by H.A.M.M.E.R. With Norman Osborn in control H.A.M.M.E.R, Thomas has set his sights on taking Osborn out to escape pursuit.

    Equipment: His armor

    Strengths: hand to hand combat, not hesitating

    Weaknesses: Having to wait, guns, knives, explosions, and most conventional weapons.

    Primary Power: Thomas can absorb and expel kinetic energy, make him almost completely immune to blunt force trauma. He most commonly expels the energy through punches. The strongest heroes and villains can hit Thomas hard enough that he can not absorb all of the energy and will be hurt by it.

    Secondary Power: None

    Background: Thomas only recently graduated from high school, but couldn't manage to get a job. He volunteered for clinical experiments at a small lab named Kinetic Engineering, shortly after the experiment Kinetic Engineering was shut down because it was discovered to be an A.I.M facility. A month later Thomas got into a fight with a H.A.M.M.E.R agent, and accidently killed him with his powers. He has been slowly attacking H.A.M.M.E.R since.
  3. Pretty much he would have been on the run for a month max - H.A.M.M.E.R. hasn't been around all that long.

    Also, perhaps go into a little more detail about the facility; was it really a Skrull cover up (A distinct possibility at this point - after the registration the government pretty much shut down all there genetic engineering operations)? Or was at an A.I.M. (Advanced Idea Mechanics, a bunch of evil geniuses who do exactly what you're describing)
  4. What sort of powerlevel are we going for here?
  5. On a scale of one to ten: five to eight max. A Level eight would be Iron Man, and a ten would be the Sentry.
  6. Character in Progress

    Name: Jeremy Nassus, aka Lapis Noster

    Race: Human Mutant

    Age: 26

    Faction: H.A.M.M.E.R.

    Place of Residence: Brooklyn

    Show Spoiler
    'Office' Clothes

    Physical Enhancement Suit, Powered Up
    (Ignore the Nod Insignia and the 8 )

    P.E.S., Stealth Mode/Energy Conservation Mode/Powered Down

    Personality: Loyal, open, determined, honest, straightforward. Jeremy is the kind of guy that believes honesty, and a straight line, are the quickest way to get somewhere.

    Drivers: Protection of the weak and the innocent at any cost.

    Equipment: Various handguns, revolvers, and corrosive chemicals, Starktech Physical Enhancement Suit, Starktech Administrator regalia (his 'office' clothes. See above), vairous security IDs, tags, and passes, motorcycle (picture to come soon)

    Strengths: Firearms training, good endurance, loyal

    Weaknesses: Gullible, no formal melee training, human weaknesses, requires large amounts of anti-acids

    Primary Power: Alchemical Augmentation
    Jeremy has the ability to augment alchemical reactions and substances inside and in close proximity to himself. This includes, but is not limited to: increasing the power of gunpowder, reducing the chemical reactions that cause the degeneration of cells that causes aging, drastic increase in the coagulation rate of blood, increase in potency of acids and bases.

    Secondary Power: (MUST plead with GM)

    Background: (Try to be concise)
  7. Well, I keep getting stuck on Starktech meets Johnny Mnemonic, I think I'll go with that.
  8. Sounds alright to me.


  10. "It's good for assassination. I think i recommended that she use one of the kittens too."
  11. "Assassin? My baby girl is not some hired gun." Harmony pout, "She has people for that."
  12. Dean Wei, after getting his answers gave a little smile, he liked this Paendrag, he wasn't intimidated in the slightest. He followed the others out to where the demonstrations were, keeping an eye on everyone as he had during his first life. He watched as two of them snuck away inside again and wondered where they were going, most likely searching for information, which he thought was a splended idea. His eyes continued scanning, resting on the man with the axe, the mans eyes alight with a religious zeal that bordered on fanaticism, 'I'll need to keep an eye on that one.' he thought as he found what he was looking for, the sparring ground.

    He lumbered, he was much too big to be considered walking, to the sparring grounds and removed his weapons and armor, standing bare chested as he looked at a demonstration, the men flourishing their electric sticks as they sparred. He leapt over the railing and landed with a cloud of dust circling him. "Let's see what the last two thousand years has taught you all. Don't hold back on this old man." he said, his voice deep and rumbling, like boulders scraping against eachother in a landslide.

    One of the demonstrators leapt in and joined him, holding one of the electric sticks and immediately began showing off and flourishing it, swinging it in a blur around his body. He leapt towards Dian Wei with a yell and was immediately face first on the ground, courtesy of Dian Wei' mutton sized hands, which moved deceptively fast despite his size.

    Picking up the man by the scruff of his shirt he picked him up and placed him down on the otherside of the railing, the man snoring softly with dust over his face and a small egg forming on his head. "I want a fight not a dance recital." he said as he moved to the center of the sparring grounds. He was immediately joined by half a dozen men, some with tranq guns and some with electric sticks.

    A large smile split Dian Wei' face as he raised his arms into a ready position, "BEGIN!" He bellowed at the top of his lungs, making one of the men drop his gun, which he picked up again, looking sheepish as his cheeks went red with embarrassment. Dian Wei closed his eyes and listened, turning as the man with a stun baton charged in, jabbing for his mid section but not accounting for the sudden shift and turn the Giant man did as he manoeuvred out of the way, eyes opening impossibly large as he was rewarded with a tree trunk sized leg to the mid section, throwing him back a few feet and crumpling on the ground.

    Dian Wei opened his eyes, memories of similar fights flooding his mind, dodge, dodge, parry, strike, kick, all these movements put a large smile on his face as he picked up one of his opponents and casually held him like a shield as the three men with tranquilisers peppered their ally with tiny red feathered darts.

    Dropping the man and dropping to all fours like an animal, Dian Wei threw himself forward, darts peppering his shoulders and slowing his movements as the tried to put him down, only to be bowled over like a gate from an oversized battering ram, with only one of them rolling out of the way in time, snatching up a stun baton in favour of the gun, which seemingly had little to no effect on the beast before him.

    With a smile plastered on his face Dian Wei casually plucked the darts from his skin, dropping them on the ground and crushing the underfoot as he looked at the man who had avoided his charge. He stood to his full height and motioned for the man to attack, forgetting that there was still another one behind him, slowly inching forward with the stun baton ready to thrust forwards.

    Together the two modern men jabbed their rods into Dian Wei' mid section, eliciting a low groan from the man as electricity flooded through him, his senses seemingly aflame as he experienced this, though not as bad as the pain the Yellow Turban Rebellion and their sorcerers had inflicted with their magic, nonetheless he dropped to one knee, a cloud of dust flying as he did so.

    Smile disappearing, he thrusted his hand forward, palm open and struck the man in front of him, the full strength of his shoulder behind it. The man flew backward and the pain lessened slightly as half the electricity flooding his body stopped abruptly. Craning his neck to the side he looked at the man behind him and his hand darted out, catching him by the throat and making him drop his weapon and seize the hand that held him in both of his, surprise and fear evident on his face as the giant stood up, face glowering and an ugly smile showing as he lifted the man off of his feet with an ease that showed the horrific strength in his arms.

    "I.. I.... I... Y...iel....d" The man choked out, eliciting a nod of something close to respect from Dian Wei, who promptly released his grip and dropped the man, an "Oomph" emanating from the man as he landed on the ground and started coughing, breathing heavily as he messaged his throat where meaty fingers had held him moments before.

    Dian Wei, held his arm down to the beaten man, pulling him to his feet when he accepted the offered hand and stumbled off for medical attention. Dian Wei himself leapt back over the railing and took a bottle of what he was told was called Iced Tea, which he was told was used by many as a way to recover used energy. He greedily drank the refreshing beverage and took a deep breath, his heart rate dropping back and his head swimming slightly as the tranquilisers started having an effect on him.

    He slowly stood up and redonned his armor, feeling better with the familiar weight on him again, eyes again searching his surroundings with a soldiers eyes.
  14. Melissa whimper, "I'll meet daddy at home."
  15. As in laking the powers leeched from Spider-Man, but still having others?

    *Doesn't remember what the cellular memory was*
  16. Name:Catherine Whitaker


    Faction: Starktech, pre-osborn

    Place of Residence: A apartment in Queens. Previously Catherine lived in a Starktech housing facility, but has since then asked to move to her own place, which she shares with a roomate. (Perhaps Orion's guy, or an important NPC?)

    Appearance: Catherine is a slender caucasian woman, with long red hair.

    Personality:Catherine is a generally nice and friendly girl, though she has a habit of getting defensive about her work.

    Drivers: Catherine wants the world to make sense again-the good guys to be good, the bad guys to be bad. You stuff is messed up when Captain America becomes an outlaw, and is then killed.

    A claymore, given to her as a gift/joke from a friend in the japanese division of starktech. ("Hey, you should get me a sword!" "Okay!")
    Cellphone, Laptop, Watch, keys.

    Multiple degrees; Catherine is an excellent scientist, especially in the fields of engineering. She is good at figuring out how things work; if she can determine under what rules someone's powers work, then she'll often be able to extrapolate their weaknesses.

    SHARP BLEEDY THINGS. While Catherine is a highly skilled fighter, she has no particular superhuman strength or resilience, and must therefore rely on her intelligence to win fights. She's weak but highly skilled.

    Primary Power: Starktech Combat Database
    There is some rather important information in Catherine's head, and a lot of people would do a lot of bad things to get it from her. To help protect the Starktech information kept in her brain, Catherine has a side set of information, detailing almost all known combat forms. She is therefore able to use almost anything as a weapon and fight with the skill of a master martial artist, despite not having any formal training.

    Secondary Power: Starktech Database (debateable usefulness, mostly here for plot. Catherine cannot access this info.)
    Catherine contains within her head important information on various current, past, and future starktech designs; these files can only be acessed with the proper equipment, password, and quantum encryption key, on top of knowing that she has them. These files were kept in her as backups, so that rebuilding after the Osborn takeover would not take an exorbitant amount of time.

    Background:Catherine joined up with Stark Industries soon after getting out of college, and has absolutely loved it. The state-of-the-art facilities, cutting-edge research, the chance to work on applying science to superheros...she loved it all. The pay didn't hurt. In the leadup to the superhero registration act Catherine volunteered to be given cybernetic implants important to the company's future (and also learn how to be a total badass!). Catherine was chosen specifically because nobody had ever heard of her before, unlike some of stark's lifelong friends.
  17. @Archy: Would the Starktech Database be on an unconnected laptop? Starktech's developed the ability to contain terrabites in their laptops, but Tony shut down the system after Osborn took over. But, all in all, accepted.

    @Orion, when a symbiote is born, they remember all of their ancestors adventures, lessons, what not. Except every 1000th generation - where they forget everything and have to be taught. Like Toxin.