((OOC: First off, great character concept! This should be an interesting story!
Also...
Freedom?
Virtue is the unofficial Roleplaying Server!))
((Glad you like it! And.. You're right! I didn't think about it, this is my 1st RP char. I'll make sure the name's available on Virtue when I get back from vacation, and if so, I'll just create him on Virtue))
That's awesome 
You can't spell Slaughter without laughter
All your gonna do is just farm behemoths anyways.
My thoughts on November 30.
((OOC: If it isn't available, I've got quite a few characters on Freedom. Let me know how it goes!
- Proto Zone))
((Jet lag has killed me and I probably won't actually start playing until tomorrow, but I was able to get the name Super Quaker on Virtue... so that's a good thing. And I got a start on Ch. 1))
[u]Chapter 1: Welcome to Paragon[u]
"End of the Line! Paragon City, Atlas Park stop!" William woke with a start as the Greyhound slowed to a stop. Cringing with embarrassment, he gathered his bag and walked to the front of the bus. His fellow passengers had regarded him with condescending amusement throughout the trip. It might not have been the best idea to wear his old-fashioned costume during the trip to Rhode Island.
He had been so excited when heading off, but now he had a growing sense of trepidation and self-doubt.
William stepped off the bus and looked around the city. It certainly was a far cry from the small Idaho town he had grown up in! Those statues! They must be a hundred feet high! There were so many people! Back home, he had known literally everyone by name. Not to mention the heroes! They were everywhere! Was that Ms. Liberty over there surrounded by hordes of adoring fans? When he realized he was gawking, he forced himself to look straight ahead to his destination, City Hall.
I'll need to get registered before anything else he thought to himself.
He was so excited and caught up in his own thoughts that he didn't notice the figures following him. A raspy voice called out to him. "Hand over your wallet kid, and I won't burn you to a crisp."
When William turned around, he saw three thugs in bright red clothing. The one who had spoken had huge horns growing out of his face. The young Quaker looked around for a policeman or a hero, but everyone seemed oblivious or otherwise occupied.
"Okey, there's no reason for anyone to get hurt. I'm getting out my wallet now." William tried to keep the quaver from his voice. He handed over his money to the nearest gang member, thankfully one of the human-looking ones.
The thug was clearly disappointed "What kind of a [censored] are you? You wanna be a hero, man? Put up a fight!"
William kept his face straight. "I am a member of the Society of Friends, committed pacifists who..."
He was interrupted by a baseball bat swinging at his face. William barely twisted out of the way, catching the blow on his chest. As he stood up to run, his vision grew dark and blurry. He prayed "Oh God, not again, please..."
The young gang members began screaming in terror as their leader fought to keep his fears from manifesting. The man-daemon made a sudden dispelling gesture with his hands and the thugs recovered instantly.
"Now you've made me mad." The dark figures advanced on William...
((OOC: Is there a limit to the number of times you can edit a post? I just realized the first post said prequel when I meant prologue, but it's not letting me edit 
Oh well, hope you enjoyed the first chapter, censorship and all :P ))
((If anyone finds this offensive, please PM me and we can discuss it. I have a couple of friends who are Society of Friends members, and they said everything is accurate so far.))
[u]Prequel[u]
William's mother fussed over his costume for the hundredth time. "Now you are sure you want to do this?"
William sighed and smiled.
"Yes mother. God has given me these abilities and it would be selfish to keep them to myself."
His mother bit her lip. "It won't be easy, you know, being a pacifist in Paragon City. Everyone there seems to think violence solves everything."
"It's not as bad as you think. Most heroes arrest criminals when they have a chance, Paragon won't register them otherwise."
"Well, alright..."
"I'll be like the Friends Ambulance units in World War II. I will support and heal people, not hurt them!"
"But those... visions you project! They are horrible!"
William grew pale. "That's the other reason why I have to go to Paragon City. They have the most scientists and researchers and trainers who can help me control my... powers. No more nightmares for you and dad!"
He looked at himself in the mirror. He wore a 'pilgrim hat,' a long black coat, old fashioned breeches and stockings. As a sold concession to modern clothing, he wore comfortable black sneakers.
A broad grin split his face. "I look good. I am... SUPER QUAKER!"
((I will be adding more as time progresses and I level up my new character. If you'd like to be a part of the story or add on, play with me in-game! My new character is Super Quaker on Freedom Server. I'll start playing him at level 1 on the evening of Nov 25 or 26. He is an Ill/Emp Controller who won't do *any* damage. ))