Rock_Powerfist

offical canon should be treated as the fundematal laws /constants that make up the world .. just like gravity , blue skys , late trains and no buses ..

these are the fixtures on which we as players can hang our RP ...

the RP may block los to a bit of canon once in a while but the canon remains there unchanged ....

now there are huge holes where there is a lack of canon ..
like how many and what other versions of earth exsist ...

and time travel really is full of missing canon ..
we do need to somewhat agree those areas ..

or you can have 100 char turn up saying .. no i am the true Zortel and this is my UV legion of heroes...

we need more canon , so we can all clearly see the worlds limits ....

interestly at GG last night i ended up talking to three players all owners of ultra high tech equipment ..all suppling the hero market .. now how often do you get the ceo's of MS IBM and Intel in one location for a off duty chat ..

which makes my point Zortel .. we all god mode ..by popular support , all the time .....RP is by mob rule ..no one gets a veto...or they end up isolated ....we all have to accept others RP ...

the reverse ie Bill claiming there is no UV plaza would be me god moding at you ...ie unfair

now i am very happy with using the UV plot line as back ground for my RP .. mainly because is was so well done .. gratz on that btw ..and interactions with UV members .. but if i demand to ignore it i am shut out ...

so to for someone say such events are not forcing their way into RP canon is just not true ....

arrh so the rebel alliance can have the battle cry of Death before jumpsuits .......bags red and green for the rebel flags...

btw hope the tooth eases fast ....

also if its jumpsuits then Nullman will fight to the death ...

you are dodging the point ...all the UV characters are now in a open war .. so when i meet one at GG who's version of history do we play ... any RP that happens effects those around it ....we all agree that UV is a SG .. so if it is at war there are effects ... or how else can we interact ...

if Bill meets Zortel at GG tonight and he say no there has never been a giant robot lead attack on the UV towers , (( as its not cannon , and UV are not listed as foes of Malta in game info , and there is no UV plaza on the maps )) what does Z do .. agree or god mode yes there was ...???

all RP that is interest effects all other player ..

but FFM you where quite happy with for example ...the Unity plaza attack god moding the actions of major villian groups ...

which if taken as cannon means there is a new war in the city .. which effects everyone interactions UV and malta , the knives et al ...

take Doc Mech new trolls .. creating a new race how god mode it that ......

take the attempt on the Zig to free tiger white .. you are creating cannon on how hard /easy it is to attack the Zig ..


your toons are still free to act .. and trying to ignore is a responce .. but that does not mean things cant happen ...it just changes the background colour from red to blue ...

Hmm ok let see , rolling out the more active alt's

Rik ...would invite the god out for a beer and fill him/her /it in about the modern world and how gods are a bit meh these days .. and then recommend some other worlds to try ...

Bill....being a soulless zombie who would not be brought back from death (( many reason not yet explore in RP )).. would confront the god and was the classic WHY questions .. and the god better have good answers ..

Hellskeeper works for the Divine powers ..so would check with head office to confirm this gods legal status divine powers wise .. then would either serve of start a rebel army cell ..

Nullman .. would drop out of reality and wait and see how the whole gig panned out

Quantum ..is a alien so would speed up ship repairs and depart ...

Justice delivered .. would just add a new name to his list ....

on the villian side

Ravenna Krone .. as a necromancer would fine a good place to hide

Archibald Vyllian ...as a murderous thug would join the rebel forces.. ...

..”but I am no angel Doctor .. and even as you dark power numb this flesh .. it is to late .. we are undone ..”

..the skin of the winged figure seem to split and a raw fiery glow started to leak from the gaps

“...but do not despair .. I will always be with you ... your time will come Edward .. I know your every moment .. when you have been judged I will be there to take you ...”

..the figure dissolves into a body of pure flame ...

“ .. I can wait beyond forever Edward ...there is no escaping ....”

... and in a torrent of expanding fire ..is gone...

(( self destruction .. and yes I did check .. it is not interpretable , and yes it started last post .. hence the magic build up warning ...yes I know Doc can shrug the damage off , not sure if the mag 12 KB will effect him either .. but boy does it make a good exit .. ...))


the surface of the road burns , the paving stones crack , the parked car is turned into a burnt out shell...

as a hand full of smoking feather drift downwards ..


....in a loft space above a King's Row tenement at the streets end a watching figure grins .. at the blast , then smiles and mutters a word.. ....the air beside them is pushed away and a winged man appears .....

“ nasty trick to play .. I was going to rush in and help..”

“ no you where not ...and he would have just broken more of your body ... I can wait .. this city feeds me well my powers grow with each encounter .....nothing escapes .. in the end Justice will be delivered to all .......”

.. Spotting the incoming demonic form of Dr Mechano Justice Delivered did the oddest of things , ...he smiled , ... then spread his arms wide and stood , defenceless ,awaiting the dread fists of the Doctor ...

from his lips seem to come a low pitched mumbling of un-know-able words .....the smile widened .....the cloth shrouded eye seen to stare at the very centre of Mechano ...

.. the strange golden runic symbols on his legs and arms seemed to fade ....while the justice scales on his chest seem to take on a very real nature .......

(( for those perceptive to magic .. we have a overload happening here ..))

.....Stacker ..Stacker .. oh gandalf .. the magic twit .. knew I knew the name ...well dimensional boundaries are meant to be my beat , and all the chores seem done .. be nice to visit galaxy again ..


..Angelica Ward ..slipped out of the trailer making sure her folks saw nothing , snuck throw the break in the chain link fence .. and once hidden by the line of stunted trees switched on her gifts ...

..in a glorious suit of blazing flame Hellskeeper leaped skyward making a bee line for Gemini Park.... ...

...the bike's engine steamed in the damp night air , twice round the city at full throttle had cooked the metal to a very very well done state , not that the owner cared one fig ..

..he was now lounging atop a stool , leaning over the bar , debating with the barmaid , which of the seventeen types of beer on offer he would start the night with ....

...like most of the bars Rik discovered , this one had a bit of a seedy, rough tone to it and its customers ....how ever by now the sky blues leathers and the two-tone blue on blue scarf had become a warning tag for those who had heard the stories ....

...and a cautious hand on a friends shoulder stopped any disruption to Rik's latest drinking adventure ....

..and so the poor barmaid , by the incredulous name of Cindy , had to spend the next four hours , enduring a tale of exploding robots..even with their heads pulled of , a invisible , time displaced flying battle station , of soviet warlords ,inventive cat-girls , a huggaholic ,a odd person called Mr Lumps , and how a chum called Sean seemed doomed to be about to die when the fan and poo met soon .....added to the fact the blue clad Rik fellow drank some 27 pints of various beer , never once repairing to the john , and with zero sign of drunkenness .....

..in fact poor Cindy was so befuddled by the verbal onslaught that it was some nine minutes after Rik's bike had roared away , once more at full throttle , that she noticed the bundle of squashed bills stuffed into her tips jar, seem to contain a lot of one hundred's and fifties 's...a awful lot ..

The appearing bare chest and spread wings of Justice Delivered , as the media would come to call him , drew the watering eye of the Skulls that managed to staggered out of rear of the noxious gas cloud caused by Arrow Azure's marksmanship .... ..

....reaching , gagging for clean air the disabled Skulls , looked up to see JD's face , the stern jaw line , the unsmiling mouth , the strip of white cloth and the two silver chains binding the eye-covering cloth , the central strip of cropped golden hair ......

the voice came first “ I am here for you ....” and less than a whole second later the up raised right arm , emblazoned with golden runic symbols , spat out a great ball of super heated flame ...

The three Skulls took the full blast ..jackets and pant s turned into blazing tormentors , half gassed , now burnt the Skulls had no chance are the Winded One step up into the middle of them ..

...now both arms where flung outward and a expanding ring of screaming flames spread to encircle the small group of Skull gangers ...this time it was as if their very flesh ignited .. ..pitiful wails and cry escaped their lips ...for a moment , then each succumb to their personal conflagration ...

...three more charcoal corpse lay on the streets of King's row


Across , the other street side , from the Gas cloud .. the heroes Azure , Seven , and the arriving Crash and Horizon .. witnesses to the incineration ...where spotted by the Winged man ... and ignored ....

...instead he turned and moved to the left .. where a number of bystanders had gathered to watch the fun .. and may be grab a souvenir or two from the shop ......

Sally Travalli grinned her winners grin...the story was falling it to her lap....in place of a stock ..”how bad is it in Kings Row “.. piece she and her camera team where at the ground zero of Doc Mechano's latest stunt ....her van had been parked at the north end of the street where Gealmans Electrical Emporium was sited......Malc.., the camera , had even manage to get part of the exploding car on tape ....

Now , with Sally's running commentary guiding his lens ,Malc was busy filming the growing crowd of looters , as the shattered store front filled with grabbing hands ...

A group of Skulls had tried to take charge , but there were simply way out numbered , and had to be content with control of the southern end of the shattered shop window display ..from here they where filling the back of a hijacked truck ....

Sally's grin snapped wider in to a full tooth filled smile as she spotted the Hero type arriving atop the office unit across the street ...........” boys we are making the opening slot on the 6pm show ..”

The hero jumped from the roof of the offices ..giant wings of golden and crystal white feathers ..swung out to slow his fall .. Sally stared as she saw the figure was clad only in a kilt of white cloth .. this muscled skin gleaming ....” hmm nice body ..” though Sally , already considering how to run the interview .....

She and the camera took in the scales of justice logo emblazoned on the landing hero's chest....
also the eye covering band of cloth held in place by silver chains , and the head shaven to leave a strip of golden hair along the centre line ...

a brilliant white glow erupted where the figure feet touched the ground ..and in place of mundane walking the man glided effortlessly to the middle of the road .....

less than twenty percent of the crowd had bothered to notice the arrival ..and only a single Skull ganger had drawn a weapon ...

The voice that came from the winged figure was loud , cutting clear through the mobs rumbling, it was also harsh , definitive ,and without pity ..

..” For you crimes here this day .. thief , riot , as . .. . . “

the voice was rudely interrupted ,by the Skull ganger firing his pistol at the Hero ..
the bullet struck home , ripping into the naked flesh ...the hero was not bullet proof !...and yet the body had not flinched , ....

..instantly the Skull was entombed in flames , the Hero arm had merely flicked , now it was raised and a line of white hot fire reduced the Skull ganger to charcoal ... the crowd screamed .. this was not how heroes dealt with gangers .....

the remaining Skulls moved to attack .. but were just to slow , the raised arm had travelled and now pointed at the truck .... A ball of fire engulfs the truck and the scrambling Skulls ......

the crowd tries to leave .. panic surges ... And Malc grips the camera tighter keeping the winged man centre stage ...

desperate to get clear of the now burning truck the Skulls are rapidly cut down by a rapid series of Bolts and encasing rings of fire .....

Panic has won and feet now carry the crowd away as fast as possible .....

The Voice again cut over the noise of the mob ..

“Justice demands and all shall pay ....Harken not to the words from your televisions , the words of Mechano are the verses of death .. he shall drag you down into his Pit ...Justice will find you all......”

and then the still raised arm struck the fleeing mob ....bolts of flame and indiscriminate fire balls ....

Malc's camera could just pick out the strange glowing runic symbols on the winded figures arm ...as the street be came an inferno ...

Even their years as harden news hounds was not enough , the burning people staggering and falling .. the stench of roasting flesh .. the screams of those alight , and those seeking to avoid such a fate ...crushed everything but the need to escape .. Sally and her team turned to run .....

..And the figure was suddenly in front of them .. a upraised hand halting them .....indicating the camera the winged man prepared to be interviewed .......

shock riven ..like a rookie Sally held the mic up to the face ....the cloth and chains covered the eyes still , and the face conveyed no emotion.. the voice was equally inhuman ...

“ I am justice delivered .. those who seek to gain profit without toil shall come to know me ...to those seeking to make gains by the actions Mechano ..know this I will find you ..and this will be your fate ...”

the face slid aside ...the street is revealed .. smoke filled ..the smoke rising from the charred corpses of the mob... some 30 to 40 bodies can be seen .......there are no wounded .....

the camera is stopped .... the winged one is encased in a glow and vanishes......

dumbstruck Sally looks down the street as the police finally start to arrive....

.." me .. vines ? no green thumb here , flying ..now that i do do .." Nullman's metalic skin glowed with a inner light and he floated slowly upward untill three feet of the ground .." say the way and ill follow .."

Nullman raced forward and placed himslef between the retreating goggle wearing woman ...and the incoming bolts " regroup, to the rear time i feel ...you unharmed ?"

Nullman cast a worried eye back at the glowing storm heart .........

the pollished metal skined form of Nullman strode passed the parked motorcycle.. and was about to offer to take the elderly woman to safety ,, when he spotted the energy and wind effects ....

calling out .." hey there , any idea whats going down .." he move to catch up ....

i am ready for forum RP ... my baddies name is Fellhand ...starting to put info in hand book ...

Nullman had become lost in the vision removing clouds .. with a quick finger to the storm , he turned and returned to the now soggy ground , ..

the roar of the landing thunder refocusing his sense of direction , Nullman set of to find out what the heck was occuring ....

..as the lighting changed from bolts to sheet , a arc leaped at and struck Nullman's form , proof positive this was no natural energy , tumbling , the purple and clad form lost its clock of unseen-ness ......
... then the colours faded leaving a shining metal skinned form , that of Nullman himself ...as always the Other Mind was able segment Nullman',s memories in to current events ...

..recovering some what Nullman halted the decent and looked around , short of blowing a hole in the Warwall , or turning the Talos gate into a new canal , neither of which he had the ability to do , he was stumped on how to deal with the excess water .....looking back up at the lighting shrouded , glowing centre of the storm , a wicked grin spread across his face ....

....shouting out to no one really he started back up at full speed , straight at the glow ..” Yo babes this lad is no one trick pony ....”pushing his flying to its limit , he defocused and let himself fall out of realities grip , ((phase shift)), “ hey babes ..I'm Back !”.....

seeing the fire gutted building up close , the costume clad form cursed out load , tuned to look skyward , and ,as ever, the Other Mind of Nullman choose the direct approach , and slowly ascended towards the glowing heart of the storm ......

Wrapping himself in the protection of not being ((invis)) Nullman's Other Mind , stepped his body off the 14th floor balcony and with a total indifference to gravities demands ,failed to follow the late Council Marksman route to the pavement below ((fly))...

..crossing the city he aimed directly for the burning building , keeping half a eye out for more so called lighting strikes ..where not all of the Founders tall structure very well served in the lighting rod department ....it is not a location for cut price buildings...so that building should not be burning ...someone who have to pay .......

The police had , by 10am , long gone .. a dead Council Trooper , regardless of cause , was not a major incident , no one had even bothered to find out where he had fallen from , may be the gathering storm had driven off the policemen ....... The light rain cleaning the last marks from the pavement .....From the 14th floor level the silent watcher , of Nullmans mind remain , eyes following the shapes the building cloud head formed .....hidden in a cloak of un-being motionless , waiting ....

The body of the Council Marksman slid from the 14th floor balcony , the helmet coming off a third of the way down , uncovering a ruined face , faceplate fragments jutting from the smashed flesh ...

back up on the 14th floor wall a blood smear tells a tale of repeated impacts of face on to stone ...on the balcony a gloved hand wipes some blood splatter on to the balcony's stripped awning .....

...the black and purple clad caped figure of Nullman's Other self ..looked at the glove ..the figure muttered to its self ......”foolish to think to hide up here ..do they not know the price of their crimes is to fall...”

..the ground was unmoved as the Marksman impacted .. sending a gaggle of pigeons skyward in fear ......

The Other Mind of Nullman watched the birds scramble for height in the cold dawn air ..and looked up to see the incoming cloud front ..as the thunder roared ....the ,black and purple, being slowly faded from view .....but watchful eyes remained locked on the massing clouds .........

I , having read the blurb , now intend to wait for I13 before making my villian , if you need /wnt info before then i can pass you a outline ...i could even mock up a throwaway toon for face to face RP if needed ..

let me know

sounds a possible job for Hellskeeper ((see handbook for detail ))

Placing him self to the rear of the clearly capable Light Beamer , Nullman rapidly took in the change and grimaced at the reformed income wall of green hurt .....

“ok friend , time to break out the big guns , if you have them ... I'll do what I can ...”

...taking his target as the closest , of the two green thugs bearing down on him and Light Beamer ,
Nullman let his mind pass on its fractal views and perceptions to the greeenie's grey cells ((Total domination )) ...and just to be safe he undid the cohesion around the lead Green-mean-thing ((snow storm)).... and whispered a high speed prayer to any passing friendly god ....