(Same here, I would love to stalk if I can't join)
(ah damn this looks really cool. I'll stalk if I can't join though)
(You can also join. I just capped it at four because I didn't think I was going to be able to get more than that.)
(Oh, thank you so much!!!)
(Sorry, I'll hopefully get my character up today sometime. Homework has been a bit hectic lately!)
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(I understand! Online school is a pain!)
(Same here, I would love to stalk if I can't join)
(ah damn this looks really cool. I'll stalk if I can't join though)
(You can also join. I just capped it at four because I didn't think I was going to be able to get more than that.)
(thank you so much!!)
(This caught my eye, May I join?)
(You may!)
Thanks, I'll get my character up asap
Full Name: Rory Leighman
Alias: Zenith
Age: 19
Gender/sex: Male (cis)
Sexuality: Gay
Appearance: Rory has dark skin and short black hair. His eyes are dark and he usually looks very serious. He’s a little taller than average, standing at about 183cm (6”). He has vitiligo on his hands and feet, so he always makes sure to cover them when hero-ing.
Power's: Illusions, but they’re only physical if the person seeing them believes they’re real (e.g. if he made a brick wall, someone could walk right through if they know it’s an illusion)
General Attire: Rory’s style is pretty simple, just wearing a black t-shirt and jeans with sneakers. If it’s colder, he’d wear a jacket.
Hero/Vigilante Outfit: His hero outfit is pretty simple too. He wears a black water-proof jacket with a hood and always has a black privacy mask too. His pants are stretchy black jeans, his shoes are black converse and he always has leather gloves on. He usually works at night, so he dresses dark, and tries to look unassuming so he can catch people by surprise.
Backstory (optional): (I have one but it's really long so it'll be revealed throughout)
Other: He prefers his alias over his real name. He’s very aloof and comes off as rude, but if you talk to him he’s really nice, just bad at social interaction. He has a strong sense of justice.
Okay with shipping?: Definitely.
Full Name: Gir Flånsen
Alias: Størrelse
Age (16+): 21
Gender/sex: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance: Gir has medium length dirty blonde hair. His eyes are bright blue and he has fair skin with a bit of tan. He has a moderately fit body and needs to exercise regularly to use his powers effectively.
Power's (if any): Magnitude control - Gir can increase the size of an object he touch up to twice it's normal size and decrease an object down to half of it's size. He can also create vibration and a certain amount of heat.
General Attire: Gir always wear brown leather gloves and would only take off his left glove if necessary. He wears long sleeved shirts, preferably colored blue, to go along with his gloves and a pair of black jeans. He wears his favorite trainers colored black with a line of purple on the side.
Hero/Vigilante Outfit: Gir wears black heavily reinforced gloves to protect him from the object when changing its size where some objects can cause harmful reactions. He wears a rubberized yellow suit with kevlar as armor pads protecting him. He also wears a helmet with a visor similar to a motorbike safety helmet. It's color is a mix of yellow and black with black being prominent. There is also red "Ø" spray painted onto the left side of it.
Other: He has a prosthetic right hand.
Okay with shipping?: Absolutely
Full Name: Hugh Reid
Alias: Darkness (I'm bad at making alias names)
Age: 19
Gender/sex: Male
Sexuality: Chaotic Gay™
Appearance: Caramel skin with dark brown eyes. His hair is dark down and is usually in a side part since he can't do much with short hair. Hugh is around 5'6" with a rather skinny frame, usually hiding it with his clothes.
Power's: Umbrakinesis
General Attire: Hugh usually wears a baggy shirt with ripped jeans, along with some running shoes. Basically, just anything big and anything he could run in.
Hero/Vigilante Outfit: His hero outfit is pretty simple, some dark colored fitting clothes along with a mask so no one could recognize him
Backstory (optional): It's kinda long so I'll just reveal it through rp
Other:
Okay with shipping?: Absolutely
(Is he okay?)
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(They are all great! I love them!)
(Hey, I'm sorry, I'm going to have to drop out of this one. Something urgent came up and I'm just not able to come onto Notebook often enough to participate in a role play. Sorry!)
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(That is completly fine! Real life is more important so take care of that first.)
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(Does everyone have their templates up?)
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(Almost done with mine!)
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Full Name: Jax Cora
Alias: Heartbreaker
Age (16+): 19
Gender/sex: Cis Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance: Jax has long brown hair that's usually tied back. She has light skin and large, gray eyes. She's 5'4("And a half!"), and has a slim rectangle frame.
Powers (if any): Jax can control and manipulate light.
General Attire: Jax usually wears jeans and sneakers, accompanied with an oversized yellow hoodie.
Hero/Vigilante Outfit: Jax's vigilante outfit is a loose, black hooded short-sleeved shirt with dull yellow gloves up to her elbows. She has black leggings and tall boots, and wears a gray mask to cover her mouth and nose
Backstory (optional): (Mine is very long, it'll be revealed in the rp)
Other:
Okay with shipping?: Yep!
(Do we still need someone to fill in the sixth slot?)
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(No. I originally has this at four dlots, I just expanded it to 6 because 6 people wanted to do it.)
(That is completly fine! Real life is more important so take care of that first.)
(Thank you for understanding! Have fun with this role play, it was a great idea!)
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(I belive that everyone has their Template up so I'll get a starter up soon.)
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Zara clicked her mouse once before sliding back from her chair with a satisfied smile on her face. She had just sent out an email to all the superheroes and vigilantes, asking them to meet in a private building on Denton RD tonight.
She knew it was a risky move, any of them could probably kill her in a single blow if she wanted too. It wasnt like she had some crazy power to fight them with either. She had actually never physically fought someone.
She did have one thing protecting her from them though. Anonymity. Literally nothing could connect Trace with Zara. They were two different people. She made sure to never give anything about herself away, not using the same devices for herself and Trace, and never using her actual voice or face.
It was pretty easy to track the others with facial recognition software, even with their masks on.
She was a little worried about them missing the email though, which was why she put in a little virus that would cause the speakers of whatever they were using to sound like an alarm clock until they checked the email.
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(Sorry it's short!)
Funnily enough, Skyla had been asleep in her Business Management 101 class when her cell phone started screaming like a goddamn siren. The totally professional young woman who was definitely not drooling at all, thank you very much, sat up bolt upright with a yelp of alarm. Her professor glared at her. "Miss Reyes," the middle-aged man said with an edge to his tone–hey, he could hate her all he wanted, but it wasn't Skyla's fault he was so boring.
"I swear it was turned off," Skyla insisted, frantically searching through her settings to try and stop the noise. Turning the volume down wasn't doing anything. "Just–I'll just head out here, I guess, sorry about that," she said, tossing her bag over her shoulder and grabbing her notebook(those were infographics, not doodles).
"Aaaahhhhh what the fuck," she whisper-shouted, before noticing an email notification. Skyla hadn't used her email for anything other than setting up accounts for stuff in what, four years? And it was addressed to Aeroblast… Shiiit… Had someone really figured out her identity? Upon reading the email, Skyla realized that yep, they had. And they wanted to…meet up? They even acknowledged the fact that several heroes had died and they still thought that someone would want to go waltzing in? Listen, Skyla may have been an idiot, but she wasn't a suicidal idiot. Still, the fact that they were threatening to leak her identity, even expose the people close to her… Well, hey, at least the noise had stopped.
A da-ding! sounded, with a text appearing on Skyla's screen. 'bruhhh wtf was that????' from Emma. She shot a message back: 'dude i stg i think some weird hacker found me?? i got an email from some trace character but?? they called me aeroblast?? whole things wack lemme copypaste it to u what should i do'. After sending the email and waiting a few minutes, Emma replied.
'dude what the hell. i mean u dont rlly have a choice ig? if theyre gonna expose u then u gotta go but be careful. i dont wanna have 2 go avenge u myself if u end up like the other 2'
Skyla rolled her eyes. 'thanks for the vote of confidence'
'ik u best'
'yea well u dont need to be a dick abt it' Skyla checked the time. 1:46. Ah, well, the lecture was almost over anyway, and it wasn't like Emma couldn't show her the notes later. It looked like she'd be skipping. Skyla tucked her phone into her messenger bag and headed to her dorm to get changed. Hey, a little extra time to kill could be used productively, right? Burn off some stress, kick some ass, save a kitten in a tree, the usual. Bam, superhero-ing.
Aeroblast needed to get things done.
(that might be the longest RP post I've done yet lmao)
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Jax sighed, looking out the window of her apartment, her laptop on her stomach. She usually never fell asleep on the couch, but she was overloaded with homework the night before, and had no problem drifting off. Until she was abruptly woken up by her laptop pinging louder than she had thought possible. Startled, Jax rolled off the couch and landed on the floor.
"Ow…" Rubbing her eyes, Jax clicked to her email tab and checked her inbox. Addressed to… Heartbreaker? How did they know? She let out another sigh as she continued scanning the screen. This Trace… they wanna meet up? Well… I have no other choice, do I? Jax stood up and padded across the living room to her bedroom, where she crashed on the bed, and was snoring within seconds.
Gir was fixing his motorbike in his garage and heard a loud noise from inside his house. He was surprised but just assumed it was just an alarm he set on his phone and just ignored the sound until he was finished with repairing the vehicle.
Gir took off his gear and got to his kitchen and grabbed his phone which had eventually vibrated off the table. He checked it for cracks. Unlucky, his phone screen seems to have stopped working. Then he heard another sound coming from his laptop. He went to it and opened his email which seems to be the cause of the alarm. He frowned, trace? He's being blackmailed but it doesn't seem like the mail is from a villain, more like a prank. But he couldn't risk having his personal information leaked and ruining his life so he might as well go. Especially to demand trace to have his phone fixed.
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