Interviewer: Hello Nefandus
Nefandus: Salve, amicum meum.
Interviewer:....uh...
Nefandus: It's latin.
Interviewer: Ah....I see....well, may I ask you what made you decide to come to Paragon City?
Nefandus: Most certainly. I sensed the boundless energies of the planes battling here and after a short time fighting the Rikti invaders in Asia I sensed a conflict of great magnitude building here.
Interviewer: I see. What were your first impressions of the heroes of this city and the general environment for them?
Nefandus: I found a small group of them (heroes) tolerable, many were spending more time parading around in their latest costumes for currency than actually bringing Justice to the unjust. As for the city, surprisingly many of the citizens seemed to resent the heroes-for a variety of reasons.
Interviewer: oh.....well has anything in the last two years changed your mind?
Nefandus: Not particularly. The more experience they gain, the more willing to aid others-even of far lesser security level-they've become. There are many fledgling heroes entering the city who can learn from the past mistakes of these heroes, myself included.
Interviewer: Mistakes you say? Are there any that you feel stand out as ones that you learned the most from?
Nefandus: Well for one thing, never insult a demon to their face. it ends badly.
Interviewer: Hehe I'll bet. Speaking of demons, I heard a rumour that you sent one packing straight to....heck. Is that true?
Nefandus: Hell is more accurate, and yes it is true. Demons are rather complicated, the only real power a mortal has over them is knowing their true name. Most mortals don't even have the strength to say a demon's name. However, I am not completely mortal. All the same I hunted the demon referred to as the Envoy of Shadow for several weeks before I could determine it's true name and send it back to the plane it belonged in.
Interviewer: That sounds terribly dangerous. How did you feel when you delivered the final blow to it?
Nefandus: Drained, exhausted....but content with completing my mission. It took almost a full team of heroes to aid me in many of the encounters, even with the powers of Darkness at my command.
Interviewer: Obviously your career has been exciting. I see your Hero ID states your security level is 38, you're classified as a scrapper. How long did it take you to achieve that?
Nefandus: Not counting my original appearance here, which was very brief as it was determined my original host had earned his place at Pluto's table before I reached a security level of 20, or the months I spent under trial, I've been active in Paragon City for a little less than two years. Next August will be my true annum secundum.
Interviewer: Trial, you say?
Nefandus: Not something of the mortal plane, I was brought before Pluto himself to show just cause for me to begin again in Paragon City, after my first anchor was called to the Shadowlands.
Interviewer: So, you're actually similar to a kheldian, in that your true spirit coexists within the shell of another being.
Nefandus: That is....close to what it is, yes.
Interviewer: I'm curious, Nefandus, where did you get your name from, and what can you tell me about the ancient legends you claim to belong to?
Nefandus: Direct translation of my name means Underworld, again it is latin. However my name does not mean Hell, but rather the Shadowlands, the afterlife. I dwell in the House of Pluto when I am not called to this plane. It is a place of cold, and shadows, and can be enough to terrify a corrupt mortal who has never been there. As to the legends, most of them are as can be expected exaggerations. One in particular says that I killed Brutus, but that is not true. I was there, but not for him. His spirit was true, even if his judgement was clouded. Some thought of me as a reaper, if not THE Grim Reaper. To some extent that is true. I usually have lethal methods, but sometimes it is enough to capture a villain, so as to bring many worse ones to Justice.
Interviewer: My but that is quite something. I'm afraid we only have time for one more question, Nefandus-What is the most rewarding part of this life, as a hero, for you?
Nefandus: Well, the answer I would venture to be two-fold. I'm here because I must be, it is my purpose. However, what I truly take pleasure from is the comrades I've made here. When their day comes, I hope to sit and feast with them at Pluto's table and recount our adventures. I also do not wish that day come any sooner than it must and consider it my obligation to preserve their lives to the end. The fellowship of true heroes is something truly inspiring.
Interviewer: Well, Nefandus, I'm afraid that is all the time we have, I thank you for your time and wish you luck.
Nefandus: Vale, amicum meum.
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Here's my example-would anyone else like to give it a shot?
I'll give it a shot. Try to think up some questions that would be asked of a mercenary mastermind android called Toy Dispenser. If you need to check out a bit of background in order to think of good questions, you can check out the link in my sig.
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
think i'll go with a Q/A list
Roy Field, Interviewer: *sits down* So, um, what's your name, miss?
Bright Star: Tara Mason, Bright Star
Roy: Aren't you worried about revealing your secret identity?
Bright: Why? I ain't got nothin to hide.
Roy: What about your enemies? Aren't you afraid for your family?
Bright: Pa's an ex-cop, my sister's a supervillain. Mah name's the least of mah worries
Roy: Interesting...uh...accent you got there
Bright: Thanks, ya gonna ask anythin' worthwhile now?
Roy: R-r-right...um...anyway...how did you become a hero?
Bright: Well, ah like to say ah was born inta it. See, ah ain't a human, ah'm an alien
Roy: An alien? from where?
Bright: Dunno, ah was jus' a baby when ah came here, ain't got nothin from mah home planet cept mah flesh and bones
Roy: I-I see...so where do your powers come from?
Bright: Like ah said, ah was born wit 'em. Ah could fly when ah was three, an' take a bullet witout flinchin' when ah was five
Roy: How'd you find THAT out?
Bright: Well, it weren't no bullet actually. It was a truck...a semi-truck
Roy: So what made you decide to be a hero?
Bright: Ah now THAT'S a story! As ah said, heroin' is in th' blood, mah sister was born with the powa to control fire, call herself "Bright Sun", ah think cuz it had somethin to do with radiation. Anyway, she is older than me bah a few years, so ah always looked up ta her...
Roy: Wait, "Bright Sun"? didn't she...
Bright: Yeh, she got inta a fight durin the Rikti war an' turned evil...ah left home ta find out why.
Roy: So you became a hero to find out about your sister?
Bright: No, ah was heroin' for three years before that. ah fought in the rikti war
Roy: But that was~!
Bright: Yeh, ah was about twelve when th war happened. They sent dem battlecruisers ova ta th midwest ta burn our crops. Ah fought em, since mah sister was in Paragon City already. Mos of da farmers was ready ta give up, but ah kept fightin, and fightin, til dey finally left
Roy: Y-you fought off the Rikti? when you were TWELVE?!
Bright: When ye got somehtin ye need to protect, ye fight ten times as hard ta protect it. ah'm strong, if ah'm not doin mah best to protect th people ah love, then ah ain't worthy of havin mah powers.
Roy: So...have your powers ever caused any problems for you?
Bright: Yes. Ah could neva get a date, since ah'm a lot stronger den all th boys. They was scared of me.... ah also have ta be real careful around things...
Roy: Your super strength is hard to control?
Bright: More like...ah feel like ah'm inna world made outta stained glass...everythin's so fragile and beautiful...ah can't lose control even for a second, or someone could git hurt, or worse...luckily ere in paragon, ah can cut loose sometimes. It's good fer th nerves y'know
Roy: I see....so you're one of those heroes with a code against killing?
Bright: Are ye kiddin? If ye keel someone, ye ain't a hero! Part of bein a hero is settin an example fer all the kids! Ye need to give em somethin ta look upta, ta idolize. All dem gritty anti-heroes ain't doin anyone favors, they're jus addin salt to th wound, when all it needs is a bandaid
Roy: R-r-right...well...anything else you wanna add before I finish here?
Bright: Jus a message to all th heroes: ye were given powers fer a reason, don't squander em on petty squabbles, be a HERO!
Roy: Well, thank you very much Ms. Mason...
Bright: Call meh Tara
Roy: Right...well, thank you for your time
Bright: No problem Roy, take care!
((Well, I've been mulling this over for a couple days, and I suppose now is as good a time as any to post it. 
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Interviewer: Good morning, miss. Please take a seat.
Essex: Thank you, sir. *hops up into chair, boots dangling a good six inches off the floor*
Interviewer: So for starters...tell us about yourself.
Essex: Oh, my. I'm not...very good at this sort of thing. Well...um...
Interviewer: Okay, okay, I'll start. Just how old are you, sweetheart? You don't look like you could possibly be older than twelve.
Essex: Actually, I was brought online four years and eight months ago today.
Interviewer: What? My goodness, you really are young.
Essex: I suppose...*shifts uncomfortably*
Interviewer: Well then. Moving along. Now what was it you said you were?
Essex: I am a Replicant Humanoid...I suppose a very loose term would be a robot. However, I am closer to an android or an 'artificial being', truly - my technology is based on a combination of robotics and the implementation of artificially created DNA.
Interviewer: Artificially created DNA? Isn't DNA supposed to be unique?
Essex: Well, yes...My creator, Dr. Daniel West, pioneered this technology of artificial DNA engineering. The creation process is somewhat random, however, so all of the DNA sequences produced thus far have been genetically unpredictable. Oh...That reminds me!
*Essex brightens and turns to the camera with a hitherto unseen sunny smile and an excited wave*
Essex: Hi Dr. West!! Hi Genki! Hi Seawing, Hi Ginstar, Hi Burner!!
Interviewer: *chuckling* For a robot, you're certainly very lifelike. In fact, if I hadn't known I'd have thought you were just a regular little girl.
Essex: That's due to another development of Dr. West's - the Free Will Allowance Module chip. It's an AI component that produces free will in the subject. That allows for a completely procedurally driven personality to emerge, depending on the internal and external stimuli experienced by the subject.
Interviewer: Whoa! How about that in English?
Essex: <_< Like any living being, our experiences shape our development. For example, I have spent most of my existance as a laboratory assistant. As a result, I am most comfortable in a laboratory environment doing research or navigating for my brothers.
Interviewer: "Brothers?"
Essex: Well, yes. The others that Dr. West built. We're all very close, and they're more used to combat and field work. I usually stay in the lab and navigate remotely for them, though occasionally I go with them to provide field repair. Repair is my primary function after all.
Interviewer: So since you're all fitted with these 'procedurally driven personalities,' do you have any sibling spats like real brothers and sisters?
Essex: Ah....Well, every one of us has a different personality, so I suppose it's inevitable. They like to make fun of me because I'm the smallest...and....uh...I'm not the most confident in the field. But at least I'm not reckless, like Genki and Ginstar, or not as stubborn as Burner...But yes. They do tease me a little because I'm not very confident and get startled easily. What can I say? I'm a little sheltered...
Interviewer: One last question. How exactly are you classified in Paragon City's hero database?
Essex: I am classified as a Security Level 21 Empathy/Sonic Defender, sir.
Interviewer: "Empathy?" Is it possible for androids to feel empathy?
Essex: I feel that it is, sir. After all, what is empathy than an acute understanding of the emotions, justifications, and motivations of others? I'm fully capable of feeling and registering emotions and am very adept at picking up on emotional cues and signals.
Interviewer: Well, this has been very enlightening, ...S6 is your serial number, right?
Essex: Yes, but most people say "Essex", it's easier and usually gets converted to that whether they know it or not.
Interviewer: Well then, Essex, thank you very much for your time.
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((Next! XP))
Japancakes.
Art - Theme 005 - Seeking Solace
The interveiwer Sat in one of the metalic chairs in a room that over looks St. Martail. Ryan enters and sits in the opposing Chair. Taking care in setting he Sword across his lap.
Interviewer: "So you must be Ryan... Cage"
Ryan: "Yes I am Although most of the Time I just go by Ryan the Shadow."
Interviewer: "Excuse me for asking but are you in anyway related to The Cage Consortuim."
Ryan: "No My last name is Kage, which is the Japanesse word for Shadow."
Interviewer: "Well, that seems like a wierd Last name, whie we here, though, What were your parents like."
Ryan: "I actually don't know my Real parents, I was rased by The Oboro Clan, they found me when I was five on the edge of their castle, and they took me in and trained me."
Interviewer: "On the topic of them, is it true you killed the entire clan, and if so I must ask Why."
Ryan:"Well, that is partially True, I killed almost all of the Oboro Clan excepts for Hotsuma which was my Closest friend and some thing like a brother to me, As for what he's doing now, Hunting me down. And for Why. They were going to excictue me."
Interviewer: "Why would they do that"
Ryan: "Well, I broke one of their most sacred Laws; which is to never assasinate someone for money. And let me tell you hehe" Ryan shifts in his seat and leans a little closer towards the Interviewer. "They were pissed about that."
Interviewer: "ah.. so I understand That the Oboro Clan was the Protecters of that Sword your carrying, whats it called and why was it so important."
Ryan: Leans back into his Chair. "This sword is called Akujiki. It is incredably shard as it can almost cut through anything. It's also what allows me to Phase Shift and gives me my Jumping powers. It has one major Draw back for that though. It houses a powerful Demon, and always requires Blood to feed off of. And if I neglect to feed it for solong it will begin to drain my soul for food. Not to mentoin I can release the demon to make me Faster and Stronger and Smarter. Although it often wants to take control of me.
Interviewer: "Wow thats one impressive sword. Now what Brings you to the Rouge Islands."
Ryan: "Well, its a combinatoin of things really. My job, which I can't really talk about, My deisire to become the greatest swords man, The ability to challenge my self and what better place to do than against a bunch a Hero's, and my painting."
Interviewer: "Oh your a painter, tell me how does a Profesoinal assasin get into painting."
Ryan: "Well, I needed something to do While I wasn't on a missoin and it Cools me down. Allows me to express myself. Really I don't know why but I just love to do it, Makes me happy."
Interviewer: "Well Ryan these are the last two questions, Your a Level 31 threat level, Ninja Blade, Ninjtsu, Natural Stalker, do you think that suits you. and shouldn't you qualify as Magic."
Ryan: "Well, that does describe me pretty well, although I am well trained Judo, way-chi-ro, and varius other Forms of unarmed combat and armed comabat. But most of time I use Akujiki as my main weapon. And as for the origin thing. No, I am a natural stalker. Almost all of the time I am fighting I use my strength, and my skill not the demons.
Interviewer: "Well, thank you Ryan the Shadow for coming here today for this interview and I hope your future... assasinatoins go well."
Ryan: Stands up "It has been nice Talking to you, too. And Syonara." Ryan then walks off set and the lights go off.
i think i'll post one for my villain just for the heck of it:
Roy: S-s-so...you're a villain?
Sacred East Wind: Yes
Roy: How did you~*GULK*
Sacred: *Pulls sword out from his throat* I don't like questions
The lights center on stage, as the interviewer walks on.
Brad: "Good evening Paragon City. Today, we have a special guest, one of the heroes protecting our City of Tomorrow, please, give it up, for Experiment 2.0!"
The crowd cheers as an average height man walks out, his red armour reflecting, and his cape flowing behind him.
Brad: Putting out his hand to shake Experiment 2.0's. "Welcome Experiment."
Experiment 2.0: Shaking Brad's hand. "Glad to be here."
B: "Now, the question everyone wants to know, what are you considered in Paragon City?"
E: Gives a slight smirk. "What, other than a hero? A Security Level 30 Mutation Scraper, with spines and darkness."
B: Brad gives a quizzical look. "Earlier, did you not say you were made by Science?"
E: "Well, I do suppose it is a gray area," Experiment speaks in a strong british accent, "I am part Mutant, part Science, and part Technology. But, mainly Mutant."
B: "How is that so?"
E: "Well, I will not name them, god knows they get enough publicity as it is, but a certain company decided to kidnap me, and inject me with a strange substance. They said that it would 'Strengthen' me."
B: "And did it?"
E: He looks down solemnly. "Yes, but it also cursed me."
B: "Are you part Magic too?"
E: Exp. then looks up. "Oh no, not a literal curse. I simply had very bad luck afterward. My mutation came through because of the experiment, which took away my sort of 'sadness', if you will, and transferred it to a shield. Hence, dark armour."
B: Brad nods. "And the spines are also from the mutation?"
E: "No, that was the experiment. But that is not all it did. It raised my I.Q. considerably. I knew how to build, repair, and demolish things instantly. That is what helped me build my armour, my information terminal, and friend, all in one."
B: Brad then has a look of surprise. "Who is it?"
Experiment 2.0's wrist starts beeping loudly, and Experiment takes off his PDA. He then gestures to the small device.
E: "I created the Personal Data Advisor to keep track of crime in the city at first, then it appeared to gain a life of it's own."
B: Glancing at the small device, as it is put back on Experiment 2.0's wrist, then looks at the hero again. "But then how are you cursed?"
E: Experiment looks up, at the skylight of the roof, appearingly in thought. "Experiment 2.0 was their codename for me, but they were talking about Experiment 3.0 at the same time. Supposedly, something they could control. And for a time, whenever I used dark armour, I always felt a slight possession..."
B: "You mean YOU are Experiment 3.0?"
E: He shakes his head slowly. "No, I used the power of science to free myself of him, and sent him to the Ziggurat. However, he managed to escape, and is now in the Rogue Isles."
B: Smiles, looking to the camera. "Well, that is all we have time for today." He looks to Experiment. "Thank you for joining us."
E: He nods, smiling. "No problem. I need to keep busy somehow."
This will be fun, I've been fleshing out my luptonius character. A music based Mastermind on Liberty. Lets see how an interview goes down.
A picture for refrence
Interviewer: We have a very special Gues this evening, the master of rock, Luptonius
Luptonius: Great to be here, when do I play?
Interviewer: After the interview, so I understand your new CD, Live From Hell is selling wonderfully
Luptonius: Hell yeah, I've been on the top 40 in the Rogue Islands six weeks now, among other places.
Interviewer: other places?
Luptonius: Yeah, the afterlife, I'm huge in hell.
Interviewer: Really, thats interesting, so how did you end up playing music for the dead.
Luptonius: Interesting story, I was just sitting in my garage one day, just rocking out on my guitar when zombies invaded my home.
Interviewer: Were they attacking?
Luptonius: No man, they were rocking out. Sure they destroyed my garage door, pretty much totaled my car and ate my dog, but it was all about love for the music.
Interviewer: thats great, so what about those robot arms of yours?
Luptonius: oh these? my Guitar was too bulky to carry around with me everywhere, so I replaced it with these...
*Luptonius popsitions his hands like he is playing a guitar, Mives his fingers precicely almost as if he has a real insturment in his hands, in short, Air Guitar. Music is podiced from a speaker at his feet*
Luptonius: Wild isn't it, drives the ladies wild.
Interviewer: Thats great, and now with a song from his latest Album, Live from Hell, power rock master Luptonius
Death Shell come
Death shall kill
but death is a pal of mine
Zombie friends
play along
come and kill this guy for me
Interviewer, WHAT?
Luptonius: I shall entertain millions with songs of your demise!
*The audience is full of Zombies, they come down and kill the interviewer, all whoile rocking out to Luptonus' guitar solo*
Well, since people are now doing villains, may as well bring out one of Experiment 2.0's enemies.
Darb: "Helloooooo~! Welcome, Rogue Isles, to the show of villainous origins! Today, we have the undead scientist, Blind Messenger! Blind?"
B.M.: "Good to hear you, Darb."
D: "So, how did you find your way here, if you are blind?"
B.M.: Blind Messenger groans slightly. "I knew I should have kept my name to just "The Messenger", but it was taken. I can see when moonlight is striking me."
D: "Really? You can see in the dark?"
B.M.: "Oh no, a common misconception. I just have sight when the moonlight hits me. If it is particularly dark, I can't see at all."
D: Darb chuckles slightly. "So, in essence, you can never see?"
B.M.: Blind's voice lowers to a growl. "No, and if you ever mention my sight again, your guts will be all over the ground."
D: "Ah... Understood. So, what are you described as here?"
B.M.: "Villain." He then catches himself. "Oh, I mean a Threat Level 22 Necromancer with Dark attacks. I am also wanted by every organization with a thread of morality."
D: "So, would you say you are evil?"
B.M.: Blind starts to laugh histerically. "Hahaha! You... You think I don't consider myself evil? HAH! Oh... That is rich. I kill people, and make them into my minions. I steal people's souls to stay alive. Oh yeah, real goody-two-shoes right there."
D: "Well, to be honest, most heroes do that too."
B.M.: He stops for a moment, then starts to talk. "Well, yes, that is true. And Lord Darkity Darkness Evil Dude, if you are watching, why the hell are you a hero!? Come on, Bloody Bay was a bad attempt at heroics. My buddy is still missing his heart!" He summons his Grave Knight, the knight's chest cavity completely ripped out.
D: "Yaah! Send him back!" Then, Darb freezes. "...That looks like my Paragon City brother, Brad!"
B.M.: He sends away the minion. "Yeah. He annoyed me by interviewing 2.0."
D: Shrugs. "Wait, 2.0? Isn't he a respected hero in Paragon City?"
B.M.: Blind Messenger gives Darb an evil look. "You working for him or something?"
D: "No."
B.M.: "Experiment 2.0 is no 'Respected Hero' of anything! He is a self-loving fool who can not mind his own business!" Blind Messenger then looks around. "If anyone here goes to Paragon City, I have a rocket launcher that I would like you to take and kill Experiment 2.0 with."
D: "Now now, Blind Messenger, do not want to threaten heroes on t.v... Recluse doesn't like that."
B.M.: "So?" Blind Messenger snorts, and kills Darb with a skull attack. Darb then gets up, moaning incoherently. "Thank you for the interview. Now..." He starts shooting randomly into the audience with dark blasts, hitting people. One blast hits the camera, and everything goes to static.
Hero Corps Digest: Good morning, Mister H, how are you?
Mister H: Who wants to know?
HCD: I do...
H: Who the hell are you?
HCD: Well, I'm the guy that's conducting this interview
H: And that makes you, what? Statesman?
HCD: For the purposes of this interview, I suppose that's true...
H: Well, you're an [censored]... a damn fine [censored], but an [censored] and it sucks being near your greater grandure... that's how I'm doing.
HCD: Well, okay then. Where are you originally from?
H: None of your damn business.
HCD: How is it you came to Paragon City?
H: I was looking for a horse.
HCD: Horse? We don't even have a race track...
H: I was also looking for a trailer park...
HCD: They were banned from Paragon City.
H: Yes, I know. This place sucks.
HCD: So, who do you tend to go after more than any other villain group?
H: Longbow and Freedom Corps.
HCD: They're not villains!
H: They're Nazis in fancy outfits, no better than the Council. They just have better PR.
HCD: Why do you have such a problem with them?
H: You mean you haven't read my Freedom Corps file? I thought you were Statesman!
HCD: That was a hypothetical...
H: b.s. artists are filled with hypotheticals...
HCD: Yes they are... Have you ever dealt with the Freak Show?
H: Dealt with them? Not really... playing "Let's Make a Deal" with freaks isn't economically wise... Ganking them can be fun, I s'pose...
HCD: what about Arachnos?
H: Another gang like Longbow... joy, what a bunch of winners THEY are...
HCD: So you have experience with Arachnos?
H: I like hanging out in Warburg, so sue me... the splinter group there is filled with very talkative types...
HCD: Do ou have an Arch-Nemesis?
H: I have a lot of Arch Nemesises... anyone who pisses me off. Like you are right now... so yes, I have one arch nemesis at the moment.
HCD: I see, you want to put me in jail?
H: Jail is for sissies
HCD:Where then?
H: Where would you like to go? I'd be more than happy to take you there. How about Siren's Call? Wanna duel? I'll bet you're pretty good in a fight...
HCD: There are constant battles with Arachnos in Siren's Call....
H: Oh, really? You don't say... Warburg is nice, then... I'll meet you on the beach...
HCD: you meet a lot of heroes on the beach in Warburg?
H: Heroes? Yeah, sure, whatever... I meet a lot of people in Warburg. Some of them I might even share a beer with...
HCD: for instance?
H: oh, you'd love to know, now, wouldn't you? Pin my reputation on some or all of them... "Who's Mister H's circle of friends? What conspiracy have they been coming up with?" It might make a neet mission for Carmen or Henry to issue there, wouldn't it? You guys are so transparent...
Revolution! editor and RCP spokesman Carl Dix recently spoke with Rogue Isles resistence leader Amareo Soares Condorcanqui, also known as "El Commandante," and brought back a new perspective on the modern revolutionary's work.
Carl Dix: "Pleasure to meet you, buenas tardes."
El Commandante: "Gracias, buenas tardes... Tu hablas espanol?"
CD: "Si, pero yo hablo en ingles para la entrevista, por favor."
EC: "Then it is settled. What is your first question?"
CD: "Many of our readers have heard of you as of late, but very few know exactly who you are. Those who have studied their history may remember your involvement in Angola, which we will get to later. But perhaps you can acquaint yourself with our readers now."
EC: "Ah.. Yes. My name is Amareo Soares Condorcanqui. I was born in Santiago de Cuba. I was still very young when the Granma's revolution overthrew Batista. I remember, because even though I was a mere child in the eyes of other men, I stood up and fought. My father had been killed by one of the organized crime rings. I knew that Batista was to blame for letting them into our country and rule us. I was willing to fight for freedom."
CD: "Did you meet with any of the Granma revolutionaries?"
EC: "A few times, yes. At that time, Fidel, who would become a good friend of mine, was not the man many of us would believe him to be. Even those men leading the revolution were merely youths it would seem. So idealistic and naive, in our own way. We had no conception of socialism, merely freedom. When Cuba was free, we knew that we would have to keep that freedom."
CD: "So it wasn't a socialist revolution?"
EC: "I never said that. It was for the people, by the people, and that is the meaning of socialism. We fought to better our own lives, as well as those of our children and our nation. Names, labels, they are only shells and ideologies. They are not action."
CD: "What influenced the change in ideology, for Castro and his main supporters?"
EC: "I was trusted by them, and as I grew in age I became more respected, especially since my bravery during the revolution. We first went to our former allies in the United States. We needed support, but they denied us this, because Fidel had nationalized the land. The leases American companies had on our land made it impossible for us to use our own resources. They still have one piece of it, and it disgusts me what goes on there today. Its a slap in the face of my people."
CD: "So rejection by the United States led Cuba to the Soviet Union?"
EC: "To put in plain terms, yes. Cuba is not a self-sufficient nation, and without external help it will struggle to keep itself at a sustainable level. We have few resources and must cooperate. The Soviets were more than willing to help us. With them, came a new ideology. While I might occasionally disagree, it was a very fair trade. Our country's lifestake for simply changing our names from 'populists' to 'socialists.' Superficially, the ideology met ours, so there was no conflict."
CD: "Thank you for your personal insight, but more about you now. You were promoted to a high level position in the army, one of the youngest, but most decorated soldiers of your age. What part did you have in the shaping of the Cuban army?"
EC: "We used to, and in some ways still do, have one of the most efficient and excellent militaries in the world. I wish I could be more humble about it. I played a small part in this, I didn't set the standards. But I gave a love and comradeship to my men that is all-important. That is the bonds you must set, for there to be a true cohesion for the unit. I would die for my men, and they would die for me. We would all die in the name of the revolution."
CD: "Angola is a complex subject, but it's also one of the most superhuman involved conflicts during the Cold War. Could you give us some context as to this?"
EC: "Of couse. We had been monitoring the activities in Angola for some time, and when finally the old government had been onverthrown, there was immediate reaction by South Africa. Cominform moved to gather forces to protect Angola, and the Soviets organized one of the first "supergroups" on the communist side of the fence. I was a soldier still, I had no powers, but I saw what they did. They were called the Vanguard, and they were true heroes.
But there was a very unfortunate complication. The United States wished to undermine the Soviets. Cuba had been called to support, because we had the most advanced military at the time and were the most willing to offer a complementary force, though we mostly focused on humanitarian efforts. I was assigned the task of organizing our effort, which put me on the same level as the Vanguard, and we often met. The United States had metahumans as well to aid them, and a slew of them came. There were other actors too, that I cannot mention. But seeing heroes, heroes, fight against each other, sickened me. There were many horrible things in that war, unspeakable things. And that is when I realized there are no heroes."
CD: "What is your view of metahumans?"
EC: "They are what they are. Many of them think themselves superior, whether they realize it or not. But they are quite simply equal to us. The potential of humans is infinite, we have seem that many of these metahumans can be bested by mundane efforts. There is no need to hate them, fear them, or anything of the sort. They are different, but we are equal all the same."
CD: "You have been accused of many crimes and are currently wanted for trial. By operating in the Rogue Isles outside of the law, what do you seek to accomplish."
EC: "I have said it once, my friend, there are no more heroes left. We have one chance. One chance. You came here, wanting me to speak of the revolution, but it hasn't happened yet. If I speak of it, Arachnos will slam its fist down and we will be further behind. I can simply say, prepare yourself. No matter what it takes, we will prevail."
Hmm... this could be interesting:
Roy: Hello radio listeners, this is Rocket Roy of WSPDR's morning show. This morning we shall we interviewing... **whisper away from microphone, another voice whispers back** ok, our original interview for this morning has mysteriously suffered from stage fright so we shall be moving onto... Hauptmann Orloc... welcome to the show Hauptman!
Orloc: Hallo Roy. Guten Taag.
Roy: Um... yes... So it says here you were born in Germany. Care to fill any of us in on your childhood?
Orloc: I was born in a small hamlet in Bavaria, named Nordlingen. A quiet little town, in fact it sits in the middle of an ancient meterorite crater. When I turned 15, I joined the 5th Column, saw the changeover to the Council, had my base destroyed by a Vigilante named Lord Apollon, and freed from an unjust imprisonment by Herr Recluse.
Roy: How very... interesting. So, you're german?
Orloc: Ja.
Roy: It must be different living here. How do you enjoy it here on the islands?
Orloc: A restful and peaceful little chain of islands. Nothing remarkable at all.
Roy: *laughs* You must be kidding. I mean, look at the mayhem, the anarchy...
Orloc: There is no anarchy, all is proceeding according to plan.... you know Roy... you have a delicious spirit energy...
Roy: What do you mean.... *thunk*
Orloc: And that's it for the Rocket Roy show.... meet us here tomorrow to find out who his replacement is. Till then, Auf Wiedersehen.
**Orloc stands up as Roy's now lifeless eyes stare off, his body drained of it's life energies**
Interviewer: Welcome darkgun, how are you tonight?
Darkgun: Fine.
I: Well, why did you decide to become a hero?
D: 'cause it was better than being an overweight 30-year old living in my mothers basement. And the pay aint half bad either... Say, how much are you paying me for this?
I: I thought that you were doing it for free.
D:WHAT? screw this, Im outta here [censored]
Had a random thought while I was hopping around freedom falls this morning: why not post a thread for interviewing your hero(fav/most pow/quirkiest[spelling?]/most well known/least known etc) or villain. I had a thought of two ways to do it, one have one person, say me for example be the interviewer and ask a series of questions which you can answer as you please-or post your own q/a list. thoughts?