>> No one seems inclined to reply right away so I'm going to speed the process up (don't make me right the whole story, people...). Remember: feel free to add onto the story at any time. Plot twists are appreciated if they make sense.
SoKR, continued
"Greetings, Shadowvulture," the man said as he walked over the gravelly surface of the apartment's roof. "Or should I say, Max Donovon?"
"How do you know my names?" the dark hero replied angrily, glaring at the man who knew both his superhero identity and his true identity. The secret he had thought no one knew. The man was dressed in a black suit with grey tassles on the buttons and at the base of the suit jacket. The man's jet black hair was combed straight back, and had been combed and cut recently.
Shadowvulture, as the dark hero was known, wore a tight fitting black suit. Grey sections could be found here and there, and black-painted, small, skeletal wings were added to Shadowvulture's costume near his ears. These wings knew no real purpose, however: Shadowvulture had never known how he had come to fly, nor did he know much of his history.
"I will not tell you my name until I feel that I trust you," the man said. "Since you will not reply, Mr. Donovon, I will simply refer to you as Max."
"If you must call me by my true name, I would prefer just Donovon to Max," Shadowvulture replied.
"Then I shall, Donovon," the man replied. "I have heard that you wish to give up the weak ways of a 'righteous' superhero and come over to the side of truth. Together, you, me, and several others, can become the rulers of Paragon City." The man gestured grandly at the skies of King's Row.
Shadowvulture still did not know whether he wished to fight for good or evil. There were so many advantages and disadvantages to both. "Apart from potentially ruling Paragon City, what benefit is there for me?"
"I correct you, Donovon; we will not potentially rule Paragon City. We WILL rule Paragon City. And as to your other rewards, you will be able to personally execute any adversaries you've had in the past." The man paused. "And I will tell you how you came to be Shadowvulture. I will tell you your past."
>>I've added some names, and some offers. Now I will leave it to the reader to choose whether Shadowvulture goes good or evil. As soon as this has been chosen, more characters can be added in -- on Shadowvulture's team or against him, which ever you choose. Write as much as you want, but don't be too skimpy. Now, start up those creative engines you know you have!
>>This is a little story that I posted on the COH.com community forums a little while ago, but then they wiped the boards. Anyone is free to write the next installment of the story, and since I'll be playing City of Heroes 24/7 I won't be doing too much more. Please feel free to direct the story in whatever way you wish. Here's the story:
THE SKIES OF KING'S ROW
The dark hero ended flight atop a nondescript apartment building near the center of King's Row. Most of the building was abandoned, like many other of the buildings in this part of Paragon City. A crumpled piece of paper, propelled by the gentle wind, skittered across the roof of the structure and lazily drifted off into the sky.
The dark hero had arranged a meeting through one of his contacts. A prestigious man from the City -- the dark hero knew nothing about this man -- was to meet with the dark hero atop this building. The dark hero checked for landmarks above, below, and around him to make sure he was on the correct building. The dark hero was early.
As he waited, the black vigilante surveyed his surroundings. A hero donned in yellow tights soared past about a hundred yards away, while a minor mugging was stopped by a large, armor-clad hero in the streets below. This was the life the dark hero had given up: the life of fighting good. This prestigious man would provide the dark hero with a path to a "better" life. As he stood alone atop the structure, the dark hero had second thoughts.
As an angry debate raged over the two parts of his head the dark hero could not decide whether to follow through with his plan and pursue evil with whoever this prestigous figure was or to go back to the righteous fight against evil that he had turned his back on.
He knew not whether to leave or whether to stay, and as the dark hero's mental battle was fought, the door leading from the floors below creaked open. The man had come.
>> So whoever does the next post basically gets to choose which path the "dark hero" decides to go. Feel free to give the dark hero or the prestigous man a name or whatever at any time. Most of all, have fun!