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Started August 14, 2021 by Deleted user

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hey pretty Starchild, we're gonna go wild,
and sparkle all night long!

The Orion Experience released a new song called All Dolled Up, and of course I had to write something for it.

Two best friends/dumbass gays receive superpowers one fateful night, and decide that their best bets are to become supervillains for the betterment of society, whether society wants it or not. If society won't willingly accept people like them, then they'll make a new society where they will be adored.

However, others have received superpowers too, and have taken them in respectively much more heroic and villainous directions than the two would ever go. Will these baddies turn into reluctant, grudging heroes? Or will they become super nuisances for every hero that crosses their path? Well, that's for us to decide!

I'd like this to be a mutual pining/eventual romance situation, but it can also just be a cool epic friendship. If it is to be a romance, I'd prefer to have it be t4t/nblm as that just feels right for me and how I'm currently feeling.

Template will be posted for whoever joins. No writing sample needed, it's a first come first serve situation.

Rules are:

Smut, if it happens, goes to DMs. If it happens. As in, I'm unconfident about writing steamy scenes and will need lots of hand holding if that is to happen.
Don't be a meanie. No bigots, jerks, or people who disagree with any of my obscure and stupid personal opinions. That last one was, obviously, sarcasm, but the other two apply.
No slurs, and keep it light on the swearing as in swear every post to every other post but not every other word kind of a deal.
andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) is ruler here, and we follow his general rules is what I have taken to be the general idea here. So let's do that.
And enjoy this! As long as we're communicating and having fun, this should be a great roleplay!

Ooo, sounds like fun! Can I join?

Sure! I'll post a template, but quick q, romance or nah?

Name:
Age: (21-24)
Gender/Pronouns:
Orientation:
Appearance:
Personality:
Villain Alias:
Powers:
Backstory:
Other:

Sure! I'll post a template, but quick q, romance or nah?

Sorry for being late, I've been busy! But romance is fine with me

Okay! Sorry for being late myself,. Anyways, get your character up whenever you want, there’s no rush.

Name: Mason Jarre
Age: 24
Gender/Pronouns: Nonbinary amab, she/they
Orientation: Bisexual, biromantic, and polyamorous-leaning.
Appearance: Mason is tall, giant really, fit, and probably the softest, most well rounded person you’ll ever meet, both in the literal and figurative sense. They look intimidating at first glance, but tend towards following leaders and being more of the moral center of a team despite having a moral compass pointing southeastwest on good days (yes, I made that direction up). Her hair is a soft, curled strawberry blonde, almost a pastel pink-red with hints of orange, floppy around their face and landing on their shoulders, making them look like a fuzzy strawberry Highland Cow. Their eyes are cloudy blue, like sky just peeking through the rain, and she has an unreasonable army of freckles.
Personality: Mason is more of the strong, silent-because-nobody-cares-about-her-opinions type. Unfortunately, they’re just easy to ignore once you get past being terrified of them, which is pretty easy to do. They tend towards the shadows, never stepping into the brilliant sun of greatness for fear of failure, always happy to be second best or even seventh. Mason is also very loyal and tolerates a lot of mistreatment, making the amount of abusive relationships they’ve been in about sky high, both romantic and platonic.
Villain Alias: Iron Giant
Powers: Super strength and durability, can turn her body to solid metal or mineral of any type and can control any metal they are physically touching. Powers may get stronger over time.
Backstory: Relevant to plot so I won’t share much. Their parents kicked her out when she came out as trans, wandered the streets for a while doing whatever it took to get a warm bed to sleep in, even if that was in a bed with someone else. Eventually they met (your character) and became very good friends, to this day where they’ve received their powers.
Other: Loves cats, has tons of cat themed clothing, jewelry, and accessories, also loves warm colors like pink and orange.

Name: Lucifer Moore
Age: 22
Gender/Pronouns: Male, he/him
Orientation: Pansexual
Appearance: 5'8", stick thin but toned, permanently messy black hair, gray-blue eyes, skin white as snow and covered in freckles
Personality: Lucifer is nothing short of a genius. At least in academics. Take him out of a classroom and ask him what's 2+2 and he catches a case of Stage 5 dumbass. Extremely clumsy and has broken his nose twice from tripping over his own feet. He's very friendly and warm, loves his friends and family with everything he is. He's a bit of a mom friend and thus is extremely sarcastic and willing to slap his friends upside the head when they're being particularly dumb. He's very genuine and honest, almost brutally so. People either love Lucifer for everything he is or despise him for it.
Villain Alias: Misnomer
Powers: He can force people to see, describe or say the name of someone who isn't or wasn't there
(It may sound simple but he can be nothing short of a nightmare when it comes to police interrogations or even in battle when he suddenly switches to someone the hero knows and makes them question everything.)
Backstory: Lucifer has had a lovely childhood. Mostly. He's the second of three kids and his parents divorced when he was in 2nd grade. His mother remarried and he loves his step-dad although his father never did (and he hasn't seen him since he was 15). His sister is 4 years older and his brother is 2 years younger. His mother took the kids in the divorce and moved them across the country so he has learned to never hold strong attachment to any place in case he has to leave again. But other than that, he's grown up pretty normal
Other: Lucifer has been carrying around the same messenger bag since middle school. It's big and beat up and seems to carry his entire life. He calls it his Bag of Holding. Did I mention he's the biggest of nerds?

Okay, so how do we start? When they get their powers?

Yeah, sure!

Cool.

Mason was having an average night, but it hadn’t been a good day. They’d been hanging out with those anarchist kids again, they were roughly about five years younger each but they were still a place to sleep and she didn’t mind their company, so long as none of them tried to sleep with her. They did have a frightening experience, however, one they felt they needed to share, get out to the world. The world, of course, being Lucifer. Lucifer was the only person that really treated them as human, and she was grateful, sure, but right now she wanted to talk to him because she suspected he knew something about this. So, here they were, throwing rocks at the window in order to wake up Lucifer and get him to come down and talk. It was a stupid plan, like most of Mason’s were, but it would work. They’d done it before, and Lucifer hated to wake up anyone else nearby so even if he was dead asleep he was bound to respond within five minutes. “Lucifer! Dude, wake up!” she whisper-shouted, jumping up and down on the patchy grass below. She needed to talk, she felt on the verge of tears at this point. It had been five minutes. Was Lucifer even here?

Lucifer had been working late that night so he was a bit drowsy still after being unceremoniously woken up by the familiar clack of rocks at his window. He stumbled out of bed, somehow managing to not fall flat on his face, and went to open the window only to be met with a stone right between the eyes. "Okay, one, ow. Two, what could you possibly have for me tonight that you needed to wake me up Mason." He half yawned as he rubbed the spot the rock had hit him.

“Sorry!” she whisper-shouted again, running to the door. “Let me in?” Mason tapped calloused knuckles to the doorframe, giving Lucifer a pleading look. Today had gone to shit, in every sense of the term. Mason had just been walking down the street, when she had been pulled unsuspectingly into an alleyway by a man twice her size which was certainly a feat. What had happened next, well that was something she needed to tell Lucifer… and trust that he wouldn’t ever speak of to anyone else.

"I swear, the next time I'm out, I'm getting you your own key." He shook his head with a chuckle before heading downstairs and opening the door. "What could've possibly happened that this couldn't wait until the morning."

"Well…" Mason looked around. She sensed something was coming, something bad. "Let's go inside." they stepped inside, looking around with shifting, cautious eyes. "Um… I was mugged. Almost. There was this guy, and…" they choked up a little, stepping down the hallway. "I need to show you more than tell you. Quick, do something to startle me! Throw a knife at me!" she decided.

"The hell? You know what, I'm too tired to question you right now." Lucifer yawned as he passed Mason in the hall, appearing to go to the kitchen before turning and chucking a book that had been sitting on a side table.