forum That One Superhero RP Where Stuff Maybe Happens?

Started May 18, 2018 by shurikenwolfbadass_13

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We should change this rp into a villain Rp since there's no hero's in here XD

Probably

It just like a team of anti hero's against villains, Pitt City sounds wild

YAAASSS

Name: Kunda Grimn
Aliases: Terminus
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Age: 23
Species: Human (Formerly), Inhuman.
Personality: Cold and gruff exterior, caring but vengeful deep down. The essence of a gritty antihero, Like Spawn, Jackie Estacado, Deadpool, or Deathstroke in a few ways.
Appearance: Strong and angular features. Tallish, 5'11", Goku-like physique of sorts, but more attainable. Thick black hair. Brown eyes.
Powers: Some lesser powers associated with demons and angels. Lesser reality warping.
Skills: Tactician, leader, some MMA experience. Pro-swimming. Pro-parkour.
Gear: A signature long, baggy, two-tailed trenchcoat, possibly the most badass one ever. Lots of military-type, functional weapons, although he's a lousy shot with most of them.
Alignment: Hero

Name: Kunda Grimn
Aliases: Terminus
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Age: 23
Species: Human (Formerly), Inhuman.
Personality: Cold and gruff exterior, caring but vengeful deep down. The essence of a gritty antihero, Like Spawn, Jackie Estacado, Deadpool, or Deathstroke in a few ways.
Appearance: Strong and angular features. Tallish, 5'11", Goku-like physique of sorts, but more attainable. Thick black hair. Brown eyes.
Powers: Some lesser powers associated with demons and angels. Lesser reality warping.
Skills: Tactician, leader, some MMA experience. Pro-swimming. Pro-parkour.
Gear: A signature long, baggy, two-tailed trenchcoat, possibly the most badass one ever. Lots of military-type, functional weapons, although he's a lousy shot with most of them.

So what’s his alignment?

Hero.

FIANALLY!

No i mean that we finally have a hero. That came out so rude…. sorry

It's fine. Shall we start?

Sure!

Kunda searched the maze of alleys from on top of a warehouse.
"This isn't going to work…" He said, backing up two steps to get a running start. He barely managed to grab the ledge of another building across the alley, and pull himself up. He swung to another, higher ledge, and kept zigzagging up until he got a to a place suitable for climbing. He searched the alleys again, from a different locale. And then directed his attention to the streets.

Trixi silently crept forwards, shadows disguising her location. With a flick of her wrist, the bank cameras went black.

Ivory swung her legs over the edge of the roof, the cool breeze ruffling her hair. She smiled towards the sky, thinking all her happy thoughts while she could. She zeroed her eyes in the bustling streets full of people. Innocent, people. Her current peaceful mind buzzing with thoughts on the nice day and her loving family. Never once thinking of the nighttime. (I'm assuming it's day, if not….)

(I'm being a good guy back guy traitor then! :D

Name: Leonard Frey (Leo)
Codename/Alias(es): Black Phoenix
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Asexual
Age: 16
Species: Inhuman
Personality: Cool, quiet, mischievous, outgoing, alert, sneaky, sassy, kind, playful.
Powers: Fire manipulator.
Skills: Pro-parkour, Pro-Small-boy (Like 4'11").
Gear: His cute childlike appearance?? (Really, he looks like a 5 year old)
Alignment: (Hero? Villain? Antihero? Other…) Antihero? He likes to switch sides a lot.

Kunda watched the people walk down the streets. Or drive down them. He noticed a girl watching the people from the roof as well.

Ducking through the doorway, and forming a solid shadow to pick the lock, Trixi made her way through the hallway. But about midway through, an alarm went off, shrill and loud. Trixi let out a curse before sprinting through the halls, skidding to a stop in front of the vault door.
Here’s the hard part.
She thought. Placing her hand on the door, she felt the shadows inside. Closing her eyes, she willed the gears to move. Wrapped in shadow, they’d hadn’t no choice. She smiled. She was in.

Ivory kept flicking her gaze from person to person, scanning them, memorizing anything she could. She remembered as many faces as she could, adding them to her mental list of the Innocents.

Alarm still going off, Trixi raced down the halls, wrapping herself in shadow as she went. By the time she was outside, she was a blur of black and white. She ducked past the barricade of cops like they weren’t even there.

Kunda decided it was time to go. He heard sirens, saw lights. He stepped off the edge of the building, landing in shadows, which he sank or flew through. He emerged past the lights and sirens enveloped so tightly that not even the men knew he was there. He spotted a young woman, making off with something.