A New World Order ((RP))

(( Hey! I'm interested in membership in both groups, if possible! The Teen Tyrants for sure though! 10:30 EST = 11:30 CST right? If so then I hope to make it to the meeting!

My global is @Girl
Hope to see you all soon! ))

[10:30 EST = 9:30 CST]

(( Oh, blast!

Well I think I can still make it!

Who should I speak to? ))

[Any of the above. Keep in mind, we'll be online for the next 2-3 hours so don't worry about missing us.]

((Why are we all talking out of character?
Any ways, I missed you all so I'll just have to try later...
...I've got a character called Regis Rex I'd like to have join the teens
my handle is @DArtagnan
I'll try to find one of you all tonight))

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((Why are we all talking out of character?
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((This was meant to primarily be an RP thread, but that sort of got sidetracked. >.>

We'll be around tonight, and the plan for Weds is to ICly run the Reichsman SF.))

good luck D.B.B.

((We've added some folks in the past few weeks, but we still have some room for those that want to RP as villain in a collective of some of the baddest, moustache twirlingest, aspiring world dominatingest, muhahahaha-ingest folks around.))

CONGRATULATIONS, SOCIETY! FOR YOU HAVE GAINED A NEW, FANTASTIC MEMBER!

I AM...

CAPTAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIN

VAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASERBEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAM!!!

LET'S START SOME JUSTICE!

((I... have arrived.

Thanks for inviting me all. I look forward to playing as the good captain and also as Shrupsher Smasher with all ya'll. ))

Agonus sat back in the exotic leather covered executive style chair in his personal office and briefly glanced to the silver face mask that was sitting on the desk in front of him. The only time he ever removed the mask was after he entered his private chambers, and at that, only after he was certain the area was as secure as it could possibly be. The face from his previous life no longer had any use, and thus, there was no need for anyone to see or know it.

Reclining in the luxury chair while massaging his forehead, Agonus took the time to think back to the new blood the Society and Tyrants had acquired over the last few weeks. The new members seemed to be meshing well with the standing Agents. There were some quirks to be overcome, of course, there always were with a collection of such strong personalities. The mystical girl, Witchhunt, was particularly vexing for Agonus, as her slang and pop culture laden speech seemed almost another language compared to the basic English Agonus learned several years ago. Perhaps he would commission the creation of a translator for the girl, or maybe get one of the younger, more comprehensible members to follow her around for similar duties. Aria Force could possibly work well for such purposes.

Regardless of the language barriers, everything was progressing according to plan; the ranks of the Supreme Society and Teen Tyrants were growing. The next order of business would be to conduct the “open trial,” as Technis had phrased it, near the abandoned labs in Port Oakes. The evening of July 22nd should do nicely to determine the next wave of new blood for the cause.

good luck D.B.B.

(Oh I have plenty of vills lookin for a home like this! Finally, some old style comic supervillains!

my global is @Johnny Turbo shockingly, I'll contact you guys in game)

Johnny Turbo | Phanto
THE CHALLENGERS: Challenge Accepted
HONORARY MEMBER: WARE.gov (Said I couldn't officially join because I'm too good at PvP)

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The next order of business would be to conduct the “open trial,” as Technis had phrased it

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[Huh, I thought everyone had forgotten about that. Suppose I'd better start putting it together then]

Eiko was on a rampage, but today's rampage was specialised. Paragon City never liked seeing her Bots shut down a street - it usually meant trouble, often with several deaths and several dozen bank accounts drained. But today was no simple theft; she was on a mission.

Eiko was robbing newstands, taking all their fashion magazines. While not the oddest crime Paragon City had ever experienced, it was up there.

Back in Aeon City, Eiko spread the magazines over her floor, cutting pages here, splicing images there. She was going to have a fashion contest, because only the best dressed villain could pull off a cape.

((Just a reminder that the Supreme Society and Teen Tyrants will be holding an open recruitment/Q&A/challenge near the abandoned labs in Port Oakes this Wednesday night (7/22) starting at around 10PMish, EST.

C'mon by if you're curious and see what the groups are about, or if you're one of those "World domination?! Those guys?! Not if I/we can help it!" types, try and stop us! Fun for everyone!))

good luck D.B.B.

The Count wheeled away from the massive holidisplay before him, the corner of his lip curled upwards with sinister satisfaction. Before him was the outline for his next scheme to bring the Supreme Society a position of global dominance.

Count Logan vonDrake despised all the denizens of the free world almost as much as he hated the peasants who dared to protect it. Through his genius mind and the like minds of other in the Society, the New World Order would be unstoppable...

((hey, could you guys just invite Shrupsher Smasher? I'm already a member of the Supreme Society on Captain Vaserbeam, but I can't come on Wednesday.

I've been trying to join forever, but for some reason it has just never happened. Also, I know the rule for alts n the group, you have to be on every five days. But really, Captain Vaserbeam and Shrupsher Smasher are both two of my "main" characters. I have several characters, an I play all of them equally. So I would kindly liike to request that maybe, just maybe, I can get around that rule. >_>

Anyway, that's all. Thanks much! ))

(( Everyone of Agent and higher can invite, Blarg. Just contact one of us next time you're on. ))

(('Aye, if you're already in, you can get an alt invited without going through the interview. Unless you -want- to go through the interview again, I guess.))

good luck D.B.B.

((Sweet.))

Preparing for the trials for Gila was more paper work than anything, Any one looking as his spending list of his society expense funds would see strange, out of character things bought. Frozen beef, live cattle, cheesy T&A magazines (no wait, this was normal...)

and of course quite a few homeless have gone missing during the week, While Count and Eiko looked at fashion sense and intelligence, the reptile knew most of the society were souless monsters (At least in a metaphorical sense if you asked the reverent.) It was only right to test those who wanted to join on their acts of sheer brutality, and what violent wraithful acts they were possible of.

The seventeen-year old boy known as The Shrupsher Smasher looked about as his new team-mate while they talked and planned. He did some talking, but very little planning. And most of the talking was to the two hotties who were standing around. Man, they were smokin'!

And despite his immature exterior, there really WAS something gong on behind his eyes... something that his rough human shell wouldn't show...

WHY HAVE YOU NOT DESTRYED THEM BILLY? WHY HAVE THEIR SOULS NOT BEEN RENT FROM THEIR MORTAL BODIES? WHERE IS THE CHAOS BILLY?!

Relax, Marton. Relax. I want chaos as much as you do. Well... maybe not QUITE as much. But these guys are gonna help us achieve that goal! You just have to be patient.

BIIIILLY! THESE MORTAL'S BLOOD SHALL RUN LIKE A RIVER DOWN THE STREETS OF HELL, AS THE ANGELS WEEP FOR THE LOST SOULS THAT HAVE BEEN DEVOURED BY MARTON THE MIGHTY AND THEN-

Yes, yes! I get it! The end of the universe! Can't you shut up for two seconds! I'm TRYING to get to first base with this hottie at the moment! Can't you see her, man?! Just look at her!

I'D HIT THAT.

See? Now you're talkin'!

"So, anyway, babe, I figured now that we're on the same team, we could 'get to know each other better' f ya know what I WILL DEVOUR YOUR SOULS, AND THEY SHALL BE SENT INTO THE ABYSS TO POWER MY ARMY OF THE DAMNED WHO ARE AWATING THE TAKE OVER OF THE UNIVERSE! MUAHAHAHAHA!"

The blonde headed boy quickly clamped his hands over his mouth to stifle the insane prattling that had just burst out. He was getting some odd looks from his new team-mates.

This... is not the best first impression I've ever made.

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I'D HIT THAT.

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(( Somehow, this isn't as flattering when coming from a cursed bat of doom. ))

((That's why it is fuunny slash ironic! ))

The interior of the Nerva Archipelago cave flashed yet again as Ahreman the Red fired off another blast of mystical red lightning at a Freakshow Tank that was trying to run for cover. As the Tank dropped to the floor, Ahreman quickly surveyed the dimly lit area, eager for another body to bludgeon. He was livid after the events earlier that night that had forced his hand to transform back into the Tetherson boy, and as he had done for generations, he took his anger out with his fists on those around him. The Freaks he had found in the cave didn't put up much of a fight, but their tendency to rise up again after being knocked unconscious amused him greatly; two battles for the price of one.

As he continued his rampage, his thoughts drifted back to his encounter with the fool called Commander Amazing. Eager to face one of the supposed heroes of Paragon, Ahreman answered Agonus' call as quickly as he could to join an impending brawl between the Supreme Society and members of a group known as the Justice Guard. When he arrived on the scene, however, to say he was extremely dismayed at what he found was an understatement; Amazing had brought women to the fight! Growling at the memory and in need of something to hit, he turned around to land a knockout blow to a Freak Swiper that was futilely attempting to cut through his magically toughened skin.

WOMEN! Bah! What sort of coward brings females to a fight?! Another burst of red lightning sent a Freak Slammer careening into the wall of the cave with a muffled scream.

In his day, such a thing was unheard of! A man fought his own battles and left the weaker sex to tend to the home! And to think that constable (and a female constable no less! Were the men of this age truly so weak to let females take such a position!?) who was with Amazing dared to follow him through the Pocket Dimension club and demand a fight! HA! Such a thing would never happen! Women were unworthy of facing his full power! The fool girl should consider it an honor to be killed in the wake of destruction during one of his true battles!

Still seething with rage, Ahreman briefly smirked when he finally found the leader of the Freak contingent in the cave. This one should put up a more of a fight than his minions. Charging into the fray, in the back of his mind, Ahreman began to think of the most entertaining ways to break Commander Amazing and his Justice Guard.

good luck D.B.B.