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Re: Characters General Discussion

Unread postby Exo-Buster » Tue Feb 17, 2015 6:43 pm

Designation: The Alpha Adjutator

Date of Birth.: Radiological dating and deciphered Alikoro relics confirms that the Alpha-Adjutator has existed in some form for some seven hundred and seventy two million years.

Alignment: Villain

Occupation: The Primary Enforcer for the Processor Omega

Affiliates: The Alikoro, Alikoro security forces

Nationality: The Alikoro Hegemony

Description: An upper body somewhat like that of an upright lobster walks on six limbs arranged radially. Mysterious lights dot its armored body, with the armor looking like an angled, metallic and plastic carapace with transluscent sections at the joints showing a glowing, light blue fluidic substance beneath. Rather than arms however, a large series of carapaced tentacles emerge from where the shoulders would be on an humanoid body, six to each "shoulder" and each of substantial thickness.

The head lays atop an extendable neck that is typically kept short within the safety of as much armor as possible and is somewhat trapezoidal (with the shorter face facing forwards), with glowing blue compound eyes aligned like strips on the angles. The creature stands at some six meters tall and weighs in at several tons.

Power Type: Science/Technology

Powers: A potent psion with a speciality in misdirection and manipulation, the Alpha-Adjutant utilizes technology sophisticated to the point of seeming to be mystical in nature, such as casually manipulating gravity or hard-light fields to replicate telekinesis, bending the fabric of reality to teleport, forming lethal cutting surfaces along its tentacles, or of course calling forth potent energy blasts. Hard-light fields are frequently called forth to act as barriers, or even form constructs with which to attack enemies, and the adjutant is never alone for long thanks to its ability to quickly teleport help to its way. The adjutant also carries samples of the processor spore and appears to be deeply intelligent.

Limitations: Its Gelatinous body structure means that it is more vulnerable to heat damage than standard flesh and blood creatures. In addition its motions are somewhat slow and cumbersome when not assisted by its technological prowess.

Origin: The Alpha Adjutant is believed to at least be modeled on the appearance of the Alikoro if not actually being one of the Alikoro. However, as scant few remainders of either the Alikoro or Jiracho's physical descriptions have survived the two hundred and fifty million years since the mysterious disappearance of both societies, none can be certain. The Alpha-Adjutant comes into the histories as an Adjutant for the Processor Omega, a lieutenant meant to help facilitate its directive of commanding a sector of the universe spanning long war.

Though the battles of that war are largely at best the stuff of barely remembered myth and legend from the oldest civilizations and patchwork narratives crafted by archeaologists and dubious claims from Time Travelers who claim to have breached the timelock that surrounds most of the conflict, the Adjutant frequently comes up in what records that do appear regarding the war in this sector. Whereas the Processor was largely passive, content to drive the forces at its command forward from the depths of its base, the Adjutant would go forth and do what actions required a more personally involved touch. Personally leading key operations of both combative and supportive natures.

When the conflict ended two hundred and fifty million years ago and both peoples all but vanished from the cosmos, the Adjutant was one of the elements of Alikoro civilization that remained. Hibernating through the untold aeons that have passed since then, the Adjutant would sometimes awaken to ensure that all continued to run smoothly throughout the great sleep. But as the years rolled by, the Adjutant became obsessed with the idea that the Alikoro Hegemony had to return. Every time it catalogued, observed, and recorded the civilizations that had arisen in the wake of the end of the Alikoro and Jiracho, its convictions that the downfall of the Hegemony was a great if not the greatest setback for civilization only strengthened. So much disorder, anarchy, and strife had sprung up in the shadow of the fallen colossus, it was clear that something had to be done.

But the Processor-Omega was always clear on its directive. The time to fully reawaken had not yet come. And so two and a half hundred million years passed with relatively little incident as far as can be gleaned from what records are available. Finally, something new and curious emerged. A nascent group of new sapient beings. The so called human species arose as it supplanted Homo Erectus before it and Homo Neanderthalis alongside it. It is believed that the Adjutant had a number of clashes with Zenith and perhaps even the beings of the first age of superpowers as it sought to probe and study this new species and ascertain its place in the cosmos. Some even figure that the Adjutant may appear in the oldest Lemurian and Atlantean texts as it gathered information on the two civilizations enacting in a sort of cosmic mirror of the Alikoro-Jiracho war.

But when the age of power ended, the Adjutant lost much of its earlier interest in humanity and returned to its slumber, resting for thousands of years until its place of dormancy was disturbed by an ill fated expedition. Though it made short work of this expedition, it found that the cosmos had once again change, shifted, and that the age of powers had displayed itself once again in an even more colorful and riotous display than before. Now at last, the Processor-Omega agreed with the Alpha-Adjutant, the time for meaningful action, as opposed to minor probing and skirmishing, had come now. Once again, the Adjutant is an active, mobile force to contrast with the Processor's sessile, passive nature, frequently appearing in locales around the world and beyond as it works to the ends of bringing back one of the two greatest civilizations the cosmos have ever seen. For good or for ill.
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Re: Characters General Discussion

Unread postby Rigger » Tue Feb 17, 2015 10:14 pm

Exo-Buster wrote:Designation: The Alpha Adjutator

Dude, I was all set to pick this idea apart, but you resolved all of my criticism before I could even start typing.

I was going to complain that the Adjutator was going to need some kind of opposable, articulated digits on its tentacles, or else it would be incapable of even catching a ball. But you explained that it was based on a species that evolved hard light and gravity manipulation, so it wouldn't need anything as crass as "hands".

Then I was going to say that anything as ancient as the Adjutator wouldn't even notice humanity. Having been exposed to the vastness of the universe and eternity, it wouldn't notice much of anything. Over millions of years, it would have seen dozens and dozens of species achieve sentience and then flame out, over and over. It would be like Lovecraft's Old Ones. Homo sapiens wouldn't even register to it. The only ways that something hundreds of millions of years old would care about anything— let alone maintain obsessive behavior— would be for it to be completely insane, monomaniacal, or for it to spend vast amounts of time in hibernation. And you resolved that by incorporating all three.

I love that you're thinking big, that the information is dense enough to make the lore rich, and that you also hint at enough to create mystery. This is good stuff.
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Re: Characters General Discussion

Unread postby Exo-Buster » Wed Feb 18, 2015 5:20 am

Tentacles can serve as a viable replacement for hands if they have sufficient dexterity and the user has enough of them. In any case, whether the Adjutant even is an Alikoro, or was simply made in their image with any number of alterations is up in the air. It's been a quarter of a billion years since one was available for a discussion. But yes, telekinetics handwaves a lot of the issues with not having hands.

The Adjutant's interest in humanity is more akin to a microbiologist's interest in his specimens. We are small, impermanent, and yet have shown traits worthy of study. For example, this planet has a statistically unusually (not quite uniquely though) high amount of bilateral contact with extraterrestrial or universal civilizations without being conquered, placed in a sphere of influence, or turned into a protectorate while not really being an interstellar people.

Similarly, humanity has sometimes made itself the Adjutant's problem by poking around with alikoro relics or interfering with its operations.

A possible plot thread would be some apparent breakthrough in science being the result of stealing fire from the Gods so to speak, thus turnimg the inventor into a target for the Adjutant. The Adjutant can at first work through cats paws (multiple layers of them even), before committing security forces while you delve into the circumstances of the acquisition of this technology. Though perhaps this mght work better with Zenith if you want to have a moral dilemma.
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Re: Characters General Discussion

Unread postby Exo-Buster » Sun May 24, 2015 12:10 pm

Designation: Koschei the Immortal

Date of Birth.: Far back in the first age of powers

Alignment: Villain

Occupation: Archmage turned "death god", first human necromancer, arch-villain.

Affiliates: Lemuria

Nationality: Lemurian

Description: A huge five meter tall skeleton clad in gold, purple, and black armor; Koschei’s raiments most strongly resemble the architectures that would be seen in Slavic and Gothic architectures and aesthetic styles. Most of his body is covered by his metal armor which has robes flowing across parts of it much like the armor of the Teutonic Knights, with the robes opening up at the legs so as to allow him increased mobility, but his skeletal face is left for all to see, where burning purple flames moulder in the confines of his skull’s eye sockets, glowing with a strange and evil sort of witchfire. On the chest area of his robes is the proud symbol of Lemuria, which he bears with open pride for all the world to see.

His helmet is of open faced design and possesses flaring bat wings that emerge from the sides, with a noseguard shaped like the head of a dragon while a circlet crown goes around the top of the helmet. His pauldrons flare quite noticeably and are shaped like black skulls with purple fires in their eye-sockets and his armor has rather little that could be called, and he allows himself the indulgence of wearing a great purple cape. The gold on the armor mostly exists on trimmings, while the purple is generally on parts that would be facing away from where the light would strike him were he to be standing in the light. His boots have pointed tips and his gauntlets almost seem to end in claws, while his armor speaks of a being that while huge, is fairly slender, and his helmet also comes down around the sides of his skull rather than simply covering his skull cap.

He carries a great staff made out of blackened bones capped with the skull of a great dragon in one hand, and a black sword wreathed in purple flames in the other. The blade almost seems to drink in the light that hits it, being a far darker shade of black than is natural, His whole body brims with arcane power rooted into his frame, and a supernatural aura of fear clings to him ; terrifying those who are not stout hearted enough to face him with the radiation of a primal sense of terror. However, he is capable of easily disguising himself, his powers, and his body through his powers of illusion and shapeshifting.


Power Type: Magic

Powers: A tremendously powerful sorcerer with enormous control over the dark arts. His body contains so much magic that it's actually grown to being fifteen feet tall. His skeletal body no longer has any vital points to strike at, and as an undead creature he has a whole host of resistances that the living do not. He is quite physically adept and those expecting an easy fight once they get into melee range are likely to receive an unpleasant surprise, as not only does he have great size and mystical might, but also a huge and powerful sword known as the Amethyst Blade that sucks the vitality from those it strikes to empower the Sorcerer. As a Lich, he has numerous ways to return to life, including a needle where he keeps his soul in that will restore him to life so long as it remains intact, though if it is destroyed while he still walks the earth he can always rebind his soul elsewhere. He can also create avatars of himself to walk the Earth and act in his name.

Limitations: As an undead being there are also a new host of weaknesses that he must face that no living creature would. Light based attacks in particular are quite effective against him. His avatars are substantially weaker than the man himself and he himself is weakened by their creation as they are made with a part of himself; the difference must be made by absorbing fresh souls.

Quote: "Serve me in life, or slave for me in death."

Origin: Koschei is most well known for his place in Russian folklore and mythology as an Undead Tyrant who could never perish so long as his infamously well protected needle was kept safe. However, Koschei predates the time of Russia by a great deal, dating all the way back to the time of legend when he was a man; a great sorcerer in an ancient prehistoric civilization known as Lemuria who was constantly beset by his own fear of mortality and his desire to help his people extend their lifespans far beyond what was possible with magic. As while he was a man of tremendous power, he was old and he could sense that his end was coming near and that it was quite apparent that the children of Atlas had a vast advantage in their studies of techno-sorcereries over any of their rivals. And as a Lemurian patriot, he simply couldn't allow this to happen.

In his dread of dying, he turned his magical powers towards speaking to beings from the Antiverse, and so coaxed forth creatures that would teach him their ways. It was from these ways that he would craft the human variation of the art of Necromancy (though others would independantly discover it later on, he was the first and arguably the greatest); the art of bringing the dead into a twisted parody of life everlasting, and in return for their favor and education he promptly slew and devoured the entities he had summoned to add their power to his own. At last he had what he needed to extend the lifespan of himself and his people, and a way to give his nation an edge over any of its rivals.

As he had this act before Lemuria's descent into darkness, he was banished by the other sorcerers of his home country, to linger in the darkness beyond recorded history where he would inspire many tales of a terrible and evil sorcerer. In time, his body would finally start to fail him despite his twisted sorceries, but refusing to make his peace with death he gluttonously fed on many souls and antiverse entities to transform his body as part of his ritual that would make him the first human lich. No longer a man, but a monster of great and terrible evil; he would spend much of the first age crafting his items of power; his great sword, his staff, his armor, his texts on the art of Necromancy and Magic, and more would all be forged while his undead body grew into something terrible.

When he returned from his isolation, he was no longer a wizened old man but instead a great skeletal monstrosity commanding dark and powerful magics, and once again set about tormenting the world around him in his quest for power and to help his people achieve the dark apotheosis he did, urging many of the Lemurians to follow his path into power. But as the first age of powers ebbed, he sensed that his kinsmen were turning to dark arts as he did en masse, and came to them offering them further help; offering to teach them the dark power he had mastered if they would allow him to return to his old country. Lemuria; now as dark and monstrous as Koschei; agreed and the evil Archlich would be the scourge of many Atlantean forces as he defiled the dead and bent dark powers of death and destruction to his will and turned them on the enemies of Lemuria. Finally however, the two island civilizations sunk beneath the waves under the weight of the power they wielded, and Koschei's first body was destroyed in the cataclysm and his beloved Lemuria was sank beneath the wave.

But as a Lich, his terrible spirit would not depart from this reality, and reforged his remains while his loyal cult of personality presented him with his artifacts. The end of the first age made his rebuilding process slow, and he watched the world turn as centuries past, his spirit wandering the earth while his bones were reknitted by his malevolent will. Sometimes, he would even whisper to those few who still could access the arts of magic, ensuring that a tradition of necromancy would survive throughout the ages; however limited it was in an age where powers were so weakened. He would one day return, plaguing pre-christian eastern europe with his deathless hate, walking the lands of Slavic tribesmen and holds and terrorizing everyone he met, seeking to bring about the return of Lemuria to its proper place in the world.

However, he was forced to manifest in a weaker form due to the limitations of the era, and was indeed so weak at first that he could barely stand, and was chained and bound at first by the works of the being known as Baba Yaga, though he was able to appear as a helpless old man to trick Ivan Tsarevitch; who recently married the powerful warrior princess Marya Morevna; into giving him mystically treated water. After consuming twelve buckets of water, some measure of his power returns to him and he snaps out of the chains with ease, returning to his natural form and thanking Ivan for releasing him into the world. Koschei pursued Ivan's wife, knowing that great power flowed in her veins and would give him what he needed to start the process needed to restore him to his full power. But after overpowering and abducting Marya, he was attacked by Ivan who managed to grab the evil tyrant. Koschei simply asked that Ivan let him go, and when Ivan refused; reduced Ivan into dust with a spell and dumped his ashes into a barrel and dumped the barrel into the sea.

However, Ivan's brothers in law, potent wizards, managed to resurrect Ivan and tell him that Koschei had a mystical horse that he was binding to himself to anchor his power into this world, and that Ivan should get his own horse from Baba Yaga to be able to stand up to Koschei's dark power before he could commence the ritual to drain Marya's vitality. After making a bargain with Baba Yaga, Ivan is able to duel Koschei, freeing his wife in the process; whereupon the two make a stand against the Lich and reduce his body into bone dust and dump his armor into a river of fire to hopefully destroy him. However, this time, Koschei would not have to wait so long to plan his vengeance. his spirit watched the Earth turn while he smouldered with rage, occasionally managing to slip a lesser avatar of him through back into the world of the living and sometimes teaching more of the few necromancers who remained of his dark art while subtly doing what he could to advance the station of Lemuria in the world. But his chance to return came in the 1900s when the second age of powers dawned.

At first only his aspects got through, these beings walking the Earth in secret as they sought to get a full gander of what had transpired in their long absence and spreading the good word of Necromancy to those who would listen, finding much rapport with the burgeoning Axis powers. But on the eve of Hitler's invasion of the Soviet Union, Koschei returned in the bones; a being of tremendous and world-shaking power and aligned himself with the Axis, which included also re-arisen Lemuria. He sought to punish not just the Atlanteans, but the line of the Princess and Knight who had thwarted his previous attempt at rising so many years ago, gleefully wreaking havoc on the Soviets as their younger, far less experienced spellcasters were simply inadequete for the task in the darkest days of Barbarossa. But Stalin cut a deal with the Atlanteans, asking them for their help while he gathered the best metahumans throughout the Soviet Union to put a stop to Koschei's dark and terrible evil.

In the assault on Stalingrad, in what Koschei planned to be the great orgy of slaughter that would swing the momentum back towards the Axis to level Moscow and enslave the USSR, he quickly found himself beset and struck at by a team of the motherland's brightest and the best techno-sorcerers Atlantis had to offer. Koschei was a being of tremendous power, but he was not at full strength and had furthermore yet to recoup the energy invested into his other selves. But what truly ended his efforts at trying to level the city of the Volga and slay everyone who ever drank from the waters of the Volga and raise them as undead; was Princess Zandra informing him that she knew where his Phylactery was being kept, prompting the panicking Lich to abandon the battle to defend his precious soul where he would be tied down in defensive operations for much of the war; only occasionally rising to plague the Allies and finally deciding that the war was lost when operation Bagration and the battle of the Leyte gulf dealt vicious blows to the capacity of the Axis to fight, making him dial down his contributions to the Axis war effort.

Finally, the Soviets would be standing in Berlin and two of Japan's great cities would lie as decimated radioactive ruin, and Koschei's great chance to take revenge on Russia slipped from his fingers. While Russia was victorious, Koschei turned to Lemuria to aid them, though he ever sought ways to restore the power he had lost to his attempted return in the dark ages and the great cataclysm and even further increase his mystic might. Many times would he clash with heroes and other villains, and many times would his shadow darken Atlantis and eastern Europe in his quest to avenge his past defeats. Now a figure of great import in Lemuria, Koschei is starting to believe that keys to taking back what is his may lie in Titan city, and the revelation of Alikoro and Jiracho bases nearby the city of Titans only further bolster his suspicions as the Arch-necromancer turns his darkness towards America.
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Re: Characters General Discussion

Unread postby GladDog » Fri Jun 05, 2015 11:25 am

Well what the heck, my main character (origin is slightly altered from the CoX version to match the lore of HaV)

GladStrike

secret identity: G Ladd Striker

Occupation: Protector

Alignment: Hero

Powers: Invulnerability, Super Strength, Flight, Energy Waves, Exceptional IQ

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Glen is not the type that people would assume was a scientist. Tall, fit and barrel chested, no one would have ever suspected his genius level IQ. He was widely remembered from his days at Titan University as a star offensive lineman. His feats on the football field completely masked the fact that he graduated Summa Cum Laude in Nuclear Physics and Biology. He went on to get his doctorate in Nuclear Physics after he was not drafted for the pros.

His doctorate thesis was based on Numenian energy that he and a small group of grad students had managed to extract from the soil and rocks where the final battle between Daros-Rhan and Senon-Val (See origin for the NPC hero Centurion) occurred. Each of them had taken a small vial of the energy to use for their papers. He co-authored with two of the three other grad students, producing a marvelous paper that earned doctorates for all three of them. The fourth student mysteriously disappeared without publishing a thesis.

Glen was entrusted by his co-authors with their share of the energy - The lab he was working at was one of the safest in the world, and all three of them felt it was best to store that much raw power there to prevent a major catastrophe. He was staring at the vial of undulating energy in the sturdy beaker; here was enough energy to power Titan City for a week! As he was admiring the look of the liquid-like energy, he heard a disturbance outside and went to the window.

There he saw Mystic Master floating in the air. He raised a mystic barrier just as a bolt of energy flashed towards him! The bolt deflected off and went high in the air.

Glen turned, and saw the young woman attacking Mystic Master. But what attracted his attention the most was the energy glow around her. He glanced at the beaker in his hand, and then looked back at her.

It was the same energy.

Could this be Pamela Pierce? His long time friend was the one holding a quarter of the energy they gathered. He had searched for any clues to her whereabouts, to no avail. If it is her, they have a lot to talk about!

But whoever it was, it was obvious; she was inundated with that energy!

As he was pondering this, she fired another bolt of energy that bounced off of Mystic Master's barrier. But this time, the energy was heading towards Glen!

He dropped to the floor and dropped the beaker! He was aghast for a moment until he realized the glass was not going to break from such a simple fall. It hit the ground and bounced onto his chest.

Suddenly, the wall exploded, with glass fragments flying everywhere! This stunned Glen to no end; these walls are armored, and the glass is bullet proof. Then he saw the raw energy blast into the room! The energy struck him with flame and pain, and he yelled with agony! Then the beaker broke and the energy inside coated his body. The pain stopped, replaced by a strong tingling sensation that was nearly unbearable.

The next thing he knew, he was in a hospital room. Doctors and Nurses stared at him, and in the back of the room he could see Mystic Master leaning against the wall. The Doctors were all asking him questions, which was all too much to deal with. But he realized that he had no pain, and was grateful for that.

Mystic Master cleared the doctors away and helped Glen stand. As he looked at his own arm, he was stunned! His skin was... strange. It was more like matte finished stainless steel than flesh. He looked over his whole body and saw that all of his skin was like this.

Mystic Master told him that by a fluke the Numenian energy that was modified by his magical barrier had combined with the energy in the beaker and transformed Glen into a super being with great strength and toughness. The energy should have vaporized him, but instead made him super.

After he left the hospital, he got in touch with his co-authors, and they helped design a set of armor for him to wear. It did improve his toughness a bit, but mostly he wanted to hide his skin from others. Hence, his armor covers every square mm of his skin.

With new powers and a great desire to bring the person who was using the Nemenian energy so recklessly in for Justice (He was sure it couldn't be Pamela; it was not in her nature to behave so recklessly), Glen registered with the local police and became the hero GladStrike. As he continued to stop crimes searching for the mysterious villain that could have easily killed him, more powers revealed themselves to him. He found that he eventually gained the ability to fly. Later he found he could cast waves of energy from his hands that would knock down and stun his targets, as well as damage them. While the waves were useful, they still are not as powerful as his fists.

So GladStrike still searches for the villain 'Tangible Terror' and continues to fight crime in Titan City; Who knows what adventures await him?
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Re: Characters General Discussion

Unread postby GladDog » Sat Jun 06, 2015 11:59 pm

And here is the villain side of my GladStrike equation.

Tangible Terror

Secret identity: Pamela Pierce

Occupation: Energy Mage/Healer

Alignment: Villain/Mercenary/Special

Powers: Energy Aura, Energy Blasts, Energy Flight, fast regeneration of health, basic healing powers

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Pamela Pierce was a top student in high school when she met Glen Striker as a senior. After working with him as a lab partner she fell in love with his brilliant mind and good looks. The fact that he was a star football player did not move her at all; she loved his sharp wit and amazing creativity of thinking.

But Glen was very popular, and she found it difficult to get time to talk with him. Even when they worked as lab partners, his football career would often leave her working projects alone. When they graduated, she planned to ask him to a small party at her home being thrown by her parents, but as she waited she saw him swept away by the football team…

Dejected, she decided to try again in college. She found out where he applied; Titan University’s science program was one of the top ones in the country. Even though she was a top student, Titan University’s standards are very high, what with the large number of labs in the city working on super hero gear.

But she persevered and managed to get enough scholarships, grants and loans to get to the same school as her crush. Once they were at the university, she got into the same classes as Glen and worked hard to keep up with his sharp mind. They became lab partners again, and did very well together.

Glen looked at her as a close friend, and enjoyed the things they did at school and going to movies with her. But once again, his football ability kept him on the road, and for half of the school year she hardly saw him outside of school. At this point she developed a deep resentment towards football…

Even with collegiate football, both he and Pamela managed to get their bachelor’s degrees in three years. Glen found out that he would most likely be a marginal pro player, with at most four years of time spent as a reserve before he would find it difficult to find a team. He played out the last year of his football scholarship while working on his masters’ degree. Once that year was done, he put everything he had into school.

Pamela was elated.

She worked her way further into his life, and also continued her schooling. Both she and Glen were considered prodigies in nuclear physics, and they continued to work together as lab partners and enjoy time together after school. But Glen was still convinced they were just friends, much to Pamela’s chagrin.

Once they got their masters, Pamela really wanted her doctorate. She had put so much into her education, how could she stop now? She was very happy that Glen wanted to get his doctorate as well.

Then the doctorate team next to theirs told Pamela and Glen that they thought they found a method to extract Nemenian energy from a battleground, the same energy that Centurion uses. But it really required two Nemenians fighting to get any meaningful amounts. Their device didn’t work yet, but Pamela and Glen worked out the bugs and got the device working!

The four of them needed a doctoral thesis, and they decided to work together, using the now functioning Nemenian energy extractor. After doing some research they decided that the best place to find extracable Nemenian energy was where Daros-Rhan and Senon-Val had fought nearly a century ago.

They successfully extracted the energy and divided it up. They were very very happy and had a party.

While at that party, both Glen and Pamela celebrated greatly and got quite drunk, and for the first time in the eight years they had known each other, Glen and Pamela made love.

When they woke up, both of them were quite embarrassed about it. Pamela was especially upset; even though she was 24, this was her first time, and she barely remembered any of it. She charged out of the place they partied crying, and she went to her home.

Glen and the others started making plans to write their paper, and Glen assumed that Pamela would get a hold of him soon.

He never heard from her again.

Pamela went home, and was getting her emotions back in control. She finally got calm, and after showering and changing, she went out to meet up with Glen again and work all of this out.

As she was driving towards the school, she was going very fast. She wanted to straighten things out soon! She went around a curve and lost control, and was thrown out of her car down a ravine! She had her purse in her lap, and held onto it tightly.
As she hit the ground, she heard glass break in her purse. The energy! It cushioned her fall, although she was still hurt critically. Then the energy engulfed her body, and she felt a tingling that was barely tolerable.

She woke up five hours later feeling fine. She looked at her arm and was horrified!
It looked like medium blue gun metal. She looked at the rest of her body, and saw it was all like that.

Using the scientific part of her brain, she figured out what happened. She was about to die, and the Nemenian energy stopped her death. But to do that, the energy needed to change her structure so it could repair itself.

She found that she could raise an energy shield to protect herself, and her self-healing was FAR faster than it used to be. She also found she could fly! And it did not take long before she found she could fire powerful energy blasts from her hands and eyes. She could even apply power to her fist, to strike like a man 10 times as strong as her! And she found that she could perform basic healing, greatly raising the self regeneration a person has for a brief period of time.

But how could she show herself to the man that she now knew she loved? She looked like a freak with her metallic skin, and was even more frightening when she raised her energy aura.

Pamela became a recluse at her parent’s house, and did not leave for over a year. During that time everyone, including Glen assumed she had died, although no one found a body near her destroyed car.

Finally she got the determination to go talk to Glen about all of this. If anyone had an answer, it was that genius! She took to the air, and flew towards the lab that she knew he was working at.

But as she got near the lab, she was intercepted by Mystic Master. He told her to stay away from this lab, as it was filled with highly dangerous substances, and he could see that she was not in complete control of her powers yet. He invited her to follow him to the Legion headquarters so they could help her gain control of and develop her abilities. But she was too anxious! She knew that Glen’s lab was very close, and she could feel the Nemenian energy there. After telling Mystic Master to back off, she fired an energy blast at him, which he easily deflected.

Then she saw him. Glen Striker was looking out the window at them! She wanted to get to him to talk to him, but Mystic Master was in her way! She fired the most powerful blast of energy she could muster, and it pushed him back quite a bit before it was deflected.

Then she saw her blast was heading towards Glen! It smashed the wall where he was standing and blew a huge hole in it.

She was absolutely shattered. She immediately flew away at her top speed, and noted that Mystic Master went into the lab to look for people in need.

Since that time, she has had little love for heroes, as one of them stopped her fated meeting with Glen Striker. She isn’t evil; she just has a chip on her shoulder towards heroes. She has taken a number of jobs offered to her by mercenaries, which has helped her give her parents the life she has always wanted them to have. And she has worked out methods with advanced cosmetics to look relatively normal when she needs to.

But now, all she wants is revenge on the man that she is sure is responsible for the death of the man she loved; Mystic Master. While her power is not on his level, her brilliant mind and tactics can make up for what she lacks in raw power.

She does not know that the new hero GladStrike is the man she loves. Who knows what could happen if she ever finds out?
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Re: Characters General Discussion

Unread postby Exo-Buster » Sat Jul 18, 2015 2:22 pm

Any word on Koschei?
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Re: Characters General Discussion

Unread postby Golden Girl » Mon Jul 20, 2015 1:52 pm

Exo-Buster wrote:Any word on Koschei?


We're still developing the various elements of the general game backstory, so there's a lot of stuff still being processed.
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Re: Characters General Discussion

Unread postby Exo-Buster » Tue Jul 21, 2015 10:00 am

Golden Girl wrote:
Exo-Buster wrote:Any word on Koschei?


We're still developing the various elements of the general game backstory, so there's a lot of stuff still being processed.


I was actually asking for commentary. :P
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Re: Characters General Discussion

Unread postby Golden Girl » Wed Jul 22, 2015 10:35 pm

I think that the concept could fit in pretty well in the world that we're developing, although Lemuria is currently more of a background element right now, rather than something that will be taking up a lot of the planned launch content.
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