~*~Marvel: SINGULARITY (Begins! LSU's Accepted)~*~
MARVEL
SINGULARITY
It was known as the “Event.” Cataloged by the military as “34c-236 Alpha Case Designate: MELTDOWN.
On January 12th, 2001, in Miami Florida, a force exploded with the destructive power of a thermo-nuclear bomb. Miami was leveled and the surrounding area was flattened. Hundreds upon thousands of people died in the blast and much of the lower coast of Florida was now barren real-estate being taken by the sea.
The country was in panic. Who could have leveled the lower part of Florida so effectively. The FBI, CIA, and every Homeland security institution was searching for answers. What they found, wasn't pretty. Using surveillance satellites, the cause of the explosion wasn't a regular bomb. It was a living bomb. Satellite images showed that a young woman was the source of the explosion.
Anti-Metahuman sentiment skyrocketed. Regular people, the majority were afraid, and scared. So was the government. Up till this point, many Metahumans or so-called Super Heroes had been vigilantes working to help the common man. But, the “Event” changed all that.
Some were killed, others were run out of town, others went underground. The National Guard was called in on numerous accounts to try and quell the fighting, but usually making things more complicated, and bloody. The government called for a strict registration on any individual with any kind of natural, scientific, or supernatural enhancement or abilities so that they could be monitored.
Not everyone agreed with this.
Tensions rose, until in 2003, a number of metahumans charged in and took out Washington D.C., claiming it theirs and effectively issuing a war against the United States of America. The military was mobilized. Easily held off, the President asked for the “heroes” to end the situation.
The results, shocked everyone.
The assailants were more organized than the saviors, acting as effective guerrillas and the heroes nothing more than show-boaters. The heroes were beaten, many killed, and the survivors went into hiding.
Victorious, the assailants, took more territory, forcing the U.S. Government to relocate to NORAD. States east of the Rockies and below the 40th Latitude were divided into territories, controlled by various hierarchies. What remains is the rest of the United States is controlled by the federal government.
However things are different. The government itself is taking an interest in “protecting” its citizens and taking precautions to avoid a repeat of the “Event.” This has set up a school where Metahumans and other “gifted” children and adolescents go. They not only go for learning, but also to harness their power so that they do not lose control.
This school, is stationed in the Washington countryside. It is the first one built and funded by the government, and eats up a considerable amount of the budget. The most important reason this school is allowed to exist, is because of the headmistress herself.
So now, over 8 years after the “Event” the school is still getting it's footing. The walls have been cleared for a new class of students, and the senior students still have much to learn. They are taught not only on education, but also combat and control. There are plans for these students, different factions in the United States Government and their views how to deal with the “threat” metahumans pose to national security.
The students are monitored, tutored, and the school is prone to government inspection by the higher-ups. But what the students must remember, is who they are, and what they can accomplish.
There is more to the world, than just a Singularity.
Welcome.. to my THIRD attempt to run a Marvel/X-Men/Superhero RPG. A few things to start:
Late Sign-Ups (LSUs) are Still being accepted. Check here for refreshers on teachers, NPC students, ect:
If you wish to plot, discuss powers, and have a rip-roarin good time, check out our Lounge Topic:
PC Students:
Steven Wiles - Demon (Mew Master)
Valen Ethan - Tracer (Mew Master)
Justin Lythego - Zer0 (Darth CookieMonster)
Reserved (Asylinne)
Valentine (Mystic Clown)
Michael Vargas - Whirlwind (DivineAll)
Stephanie Page - Spectre (Heald)
Reserved (Crystal Tears)
Lorelei “Rory” Cooper - Chameleon (ChobiChibi)
Sara Edwards - Sola (Samchu)
Now, for mine.
Name: Steven Wiles
Codename: Demon
Age: 16
Sex: Male
Year: Greenhorn
Description: Steven’s transformation drastically altered his physical state. No longer human, he stands at a little over seven feet tall, weighs 512 lbs, and is 20 feet 10 inches long from snout to tail. His arms are muscled, but thin, with some bony scutes protruding from his biceps. Along his back are jagged, boney dorsal spines, recurved forward. These spines get larger around his shoulder, then become reduced constantly until the tip of his tail. Steven’s legs are digigrade, with three digits on the ground, and a fourth vestigial “hallex” like structure on the outside edge of his leg. His head is rectangular, slightly wedge-shaped. His has no lips, so his teeth are crocodilian, bursting from the edges of his jaws and resting against the outside edge of the opposite jaw. Covered in thick, charcoal black scales, Steven looks like something out of hell itself. With blazing red eyes that sometimes glow and pent-up energy seems to emanate from them as he fights and loses himself to his animal instincts.
Personality: Steven is quiet, not like he was before his mutation came forth. He slinks from the shadows, watching everything. Deep down inside, we wants to make friends, and have fun like he used to. However, his current condition makes him shy away from others, only appearing in a flash of scales, claws, and blazing red eyes. Ashamed of himself, he has been known to stay in his room since arriving in an armored transport under the cover of darkness.
Power Type: Mutant
Powers: Transformed body into a Saurian-like creature. Armor-piercing claws and teeth, long tail, bone spikes, accelerated healing factor, increased strength, dexterity, agility, speed, and senses.
Weapon(s): Teeth, claws, strength, dexterity, speed. Steven IS a weapon.
Drawbacks: While being the closest thing to a living weapon, Steven has difficulty controlling his baser animal instincts. The transformation caused a hormone imbalance that leaves him more in-tune with raw instinct. The loss of his reason can be brought on by the scent of blood, the taste, or just the adrenaline rush of combat. It can also come forth in more basic instinctual desires and needs.
Relationships: Has a mom and brother. Both believe him to be dead. Father is unknown.
History: Steven Wiles has always been a little off. Despite his general well rounded physical abilities he had a massive appetite that nearly forced his mother to go broke feeding him and his brother, Robert. Even with his massive craving for food of any type, he never seemed to gain a pound of fat during his life looking like a human. What no one could guess, however is that his body was preparing itself for the energy needed for when his mutation finally started to surface.
One morning, Steven had skipped breakfast, which lead that day to go from bad to worse. Starving, and agitated, his body underwent a transformation. Changing his human form to that of a seven-foot reptile with sharp claws and a long tail for balance, Steven nearly went into a feeding frenzy due to the energy released during the awakening of his mutant powers. The school was sent into a craze, and it was reported that Steven himself had died in the following publications of a monster loose on the school. The Government came in and captured Steven. There were plans to study him, before the headmistress of the school informed them that he was a mutant, and was still in the throws of his powers awakening.
Restrained and brought to the school under intense guard, Steven, (now going as Demon) is one of the more monstrous additions to the student body.
Other: His brother is a mutant as well. What he can do and where he is at, is unknown. No one at the academy besides the staff know about Steven's existence.... for now.
Theme: Animal I have Become
Note: Demon is not at the school at the start of the RPG. So there better be no mention of a reptile on campus until we get to that point. Comprende? X)!
Name: Valen Ethan
Codename: Tracer
Age:12
Sex: Male
Year: Greenhorn (As far as the school is concerned)
Description: Tracer is about average for a 12 year old. With a small build and thin body. His clothes are loose fitting with lots of pockets to hold his various gadgets. His hair is black, cut short and either ruffled or combed depending on the appearance he wants to achieve. His glasses are small computer screens that he can modify for a variety of uses. Tracer's hair is dark and his skin is pale. Strikingly thin, he could be tossed around easily and isn't very physically fit. When he can get away with it he wears clothes with lots of pockets that can hold his varying gadgets, most of this clothing colored a earthy red-brown.
Personality: In person, he’s quiet, seems shy, but doesn’t go around telling people that he’s ten times smarter than they are. He can’t stand blatant stupidity, but understands that people can forget little things that make all the difference, as such he’ll point it out in a few words. He’s blunt, to the point, but treats others with respect if they’ve earned it. Distrusting of some others, he can keep himself distant from his intellectual and developmental peers. When he finds something he can’t figure out, he obsesses over it, trying to learn everything he can about it. How it works, why it does what it does, how can it be applied for something else?
Power Type: Natural
Powers: Staggering Intellect. Tracer has four PhDs in Computer Engineering, Physics, Mechanical Physics, and Electrical Systems, and almost a dozen MS and MAs in other fields (Biology, Chemistry, Architecture, Geology, just to name a few). His mind works faster than a supercomputer, and his interest in electronics allows him to navigate through computer databases as fast and silently as a wolf in the forest. He’s also been the fore-front at a lot of technology research to make several gadgets, computer systems, and robots that are dozens of years beyond what we have. He can hack through the computer systems of several governmental agencies in hours and does so just to prove that he can (despite that's how he got caught).
Weapon(s): No natural weapons (besides his mind), Tracer uses various weapons and gadgets that he makes.
Drawbacks: Physically weak. Tracer can't take a punch very well.
Relationships: He hasn't made friends in real life easy. Tracer may open up to other students. Fascinated by Sigil-038. Almost to the point of fandom, but doesn’t really have much else in the way of an emotional attachment to her. Or it may be because she acts more like a mother than his biological mom ever did.
History: Tracer’s history is swamped in mystery and background search dead-ends. However the buzz going around the net is as follows:
Tracer’s family was a low-middle class family working in the hub of Chicago. Even from a young age his intellect was way past what his parent’s were capable of. However, they failed to recognize his intelligence even if the grade school instructors wanted to have him go forward in classes, closer to his intellectual peers. His parents scoffed at the idea. So, he forged their consent with his own brand of hacking and was able to excel in school, surprising his teachers beyond their notions. When he showed sufficient scores to get into any university he wanted, his parents thought it a joke and left him there where he was.
So he forged a new name and background from the depths of the net, and passed himself off as someone else who was super intelligent and very young. Taking virtual college courses as well as on campus classes at the nearest college, he would have made headlines, if he hadn’t expressed his own concern for such a thing and keeping his college instructors from doing so.
He graduated head of every class, and gained three degrees within a few short years. After getting his doctorates and offered several teaching positions, he turned them down. He tried to get his parents to accept his intelligence one more time, but it failed miserably, his parents thinking it a prank or childish daydream. Frustrated, he ran away from home.
He managed to survive off of hacking a few accounts, taking the rounded interest off of compounded finances in different banks. No one suspected anything as this young man lived on his own. However he hacked government computers for kicks, not taking any information, but simply proving that he could. One day he hacked into a highly secured agency. Before the hacker realized it, he was caught in the programing and there was a knock at the door.
Agents of POLICE had tracked his signal to his door and arrested the young man. The head director, both impressed and concerned with the young man's skills, offered him an option. They could erase his past, and leave him a ghost, locked down with nothing, or Valen could enroll in the Isiu Academy and once he graduated would be offered a position at POLICE if not a job of his choosing in the governments intelligence agencies.
Other: His electronic actions are constantly being monitored by POLICE to test his skills and to ensure that Tracer doesn't over-step his boundaries. The young hacker hasn't found a way to hide his trail from them yet, but he's working on it.
Theme: Pretender (Foo Fighters), EGGMAN Remix
Alright everyone, it's orientation. Welcome to the Isiu Academy. Take some time to get to know your roomates, your fellow schoolmates, and explore the academy and run into some of the other teachers.
A note:
These are those that have already arrived/have been here before and already have room assignments are, of course, the Juniors and Seniors.
Roomates and Room Numbers:
RM 3: Sonia and Lorelei
RM 4: Sara and Dawn
RM 5: Tracer and Justin
RM 6: Valentine and Aiden
RM 7: Michael and Richard
RM 8: Stephanie and Hailey
RM 9: (Asi)
RM 10: Scott
The teachers have their own rooms, and here are your dorm assignments. Have fun exploring kiddies.
TPM Comics Presents
Marvel: Singularity
Issue 1: New Arrivals
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Date and Time: 10:15 AM, Wednesday, August 17th 2011
Location: Isiu Academy for Gifted Youths, Courtyard Round-about
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The sun was shining brightly in the late-morning sky. In the Washington countryside, a scant three hour drive from Seattle, was a large estate. Originally a mansion, it has undergone several expansions in the last few years, and another construction project this summer. Days ago the work was finished, and the Isiu Academy was up and running.
While known to the public as a private school for the gifted, it held a more important role than that. Being a place for metahumans to learn, receive training, and be morphed into useful members of society. Should the results from the first class be exceptional, the public's distrust of metahumans may curve off.
Many humans were still angered at the outcome of the Battle for DC that occurred in 03, and the resulting fallout. When the southern portion of the United States was taken over by metahumans, normal people who still resided there were trapped. At the whim of the powerful beings. Some left, but not all could escape, and metahumans were branded as megalomaniac dangers to planetary security.
Thus began the Metahuman Registry Force, and the Academy.
The Registry was an international organization founded by the UN in secret, and given enough funds to go anywhere in the world. Their job was to round up any metahumans and detain them, minimizing the danger as they were transferred to a high security institution. However the first results were not welcomed by the metahumans in the southern US.
As a countermeasure, the Academy was pushed forth by Tina Tourmaline, who herself was a Metahuman. Her ability involved being able to 'shut down' the active abilities of other metahumans, and she influenced the committee’s decision from incarceration to building a school. However, the school was placed as a sub-division of the Registry.
Tina, the headmistress of the Academy, stood on the stairs of the mansion, looking out onto the driveway. Cars of families had been pulling up for the last few hours, as students new and old alike were brought to the school. There was a soft fragrance of flowers as she stood there, a soft breeze blowing as she welcomed some of the returning students, and introduced herself to new ones.
A young girl came out of the mansion. She was short, appearing to be around 10 years old with short blonde hair. Despite her young appearance, she was the second oldest at the school. A smile on her face, wearing blue overalls she skipped over to Tina.
“Hiya boss,” Mary “Titan” Elizabeth chirped. “Draco says everything's up and running.”
“Excellent, we wouldn't want any malfunctions with the students we have this year. Some of their abilities are very.... advanced.”
“Any word from Sigil?”
Tina checked her watch. “She mentioned she was bringing some of the new students from POLICE custody. She should be coming up the drive any minute now.”
“POLICE?” Mary asked. “What did they do?”
“One hacked into their computer systems.”
Mary had to start laughing. “You're kidding me! Kid's gotta have a trap-jaw mind and a glass jaw.”
“Miss Tourmaline,” said a voice from the mansion doors.
Mary and Tina turned to see another instructor venturing outside. Brittany Chance was mostly human, but with some slightly different characteristics. Her hair was long and light colored, but had an appearance of being more feather like than hair, contrasting with her toned skin. Blazing green eyes looked out at the world. Feathers or fluff, similar to her hair, could be seen starting from her neck and disappearing down the front of her torso, under her blouse. More spots of the feather-like structures seemed to run along from her wrists to her elbows.
“Yes Chance?” the headmistress replied.
“I'm concerned about the one named Valentine. His upbringing may be a difficult stumbling block, considering he was raised with anit-meta sentiment. The sessions I've had with him before making the decision to bring him here he's shown several outward signs of aggression and hatred.”
“You're just mad because he called you a feather duster,” Mary quiped.
“Ahem,” Chance cleared her throat, a bit ruffled at the reminder. “My point is, it'll take time to break through his programing. And I fear he may try to attack some of the students.”
“I understand your concern Chance,” Tina stated. “If we are able to bring in Valentine and show that metahumans are not different from humans, we can look forward to healing the rift between the two. Have a little faith.”
“I am still worried.”
“We'll keep an eye on him.” Mary replied.
“Yes,” Tina looked out at the horizon as the sun continued to rise. “We have a brighter future to work for.” As a school van turned onto the driveway, Sigil with the students.
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There ya go guys, it begins. First few posts will involve the basic Moving Day chaos that we all got in college, and after the preliminaries, then we'll get to the fun stuff.
Just a note: Two of the students are being brought in by Sigil. These are Valentine and Tracer. Everyone else will either have arrived, or be arriving by car from family (if applicable). As stated, Demon is not in the school yet. So no dinosaurs running around. :3
I feel generous, let's go nuts!
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