Reichs and Fall, the WWII era Superheroics RP

So basically, you want a 'Superhuman Adventurer RP' as opposed to a 'Superhero RP', or at least that's what I'm getting from this. And there's nothing wrong with that; it's just that it isn't the title of the RP. I guess in this case, the RP isn't Exactly What It Says on the Tin.

Non-Indicative Name, then?

edited 23rd Jun '14 3:05:38 PM by BaconManiac5000

Sa-bro, you're trying to use modern thought processes for a Golden Age feel. I would agree with you if this was set in modern day Somalia or something, but it says right there in the OP that this is supposed to be campy.

Why don't you gents take your debate to the handy dandy discussion thread I just made?

In hindsight I feel like I should have just named this Reichs and Fall, the WWII era Heroics RP.

Oh well.

Okay, will bring this over to the discussion thread

You could just title the actual RP thread 'Reichs and Fall, the WWII era Heroics RP', and let everyone know there's been a slight namechange.

edited 23rd Jun '14 3:15:09 PM by kkhohoho

I'll consider it, I should have a first post up within the next few days.

A secondary, backup character for if/when Piper Dhanpal gets rotated out of the line, or goes on leave, or needs surgery for when a mortar shell lands too close: a rather more traditional superhero character...well, mostly traditional, up to a point...

• Name: Justina Williams
• Alter Ego: Logistic Fury. The troops probably call her something else.
• Age: 20
• Appearance: brown hair drawn back in ponytail, darkening skin from the tropical sun, lots of freckles resulting; short, rather slight. Alter ego uniform is a navy-blue theoretically-combat leotard with rather more musculature, tights, a big bright L in red-and-white on the chest, and stiletto heels. A cape is included, as is—to the confusion of the medical staff, the annoyance of herself, and no doubt the delight of comic-book artists—a breast expansion, but only when she's in "costume".
• Nationality: British Commonwealth — New Zealand
• Capabilities: these abilities can only come into play when she's wearing her costume, a fact that causes her no end of distress since the damned thing does not breathe at all, itches like hell in the tropical climate (why hello there, North Africa), and needs professional needlework for repairs. Another disadvantage: there's no replacement for the damned thing unless it's completely worn out by enemy action (or she could convincingly pretend that's the case), ironic, given her capability for...
  • Logistical Organization: whenever she's formally attached to a military unit up to half-battalion in scale and has a chance to start working on their paperwork, that unit's logistical, communications, and organizational problems just disappear. Ammunition dumps are found where nobody remembers burying them, fuel cans seem never to empty, trucks (or Bren carriers, or mules, depending on the terrain) full of all kinds of goodies materialize out of nowhere (their drivers can get rather hard-pressed to identify the route they took) and rumble away unharmed loaded with the wounded. This ability extends to replacements for the wounded and the dead. That unit is always in communications with higher headquarters, as well; and (reasonable) requests for reinforcements are answered with alacrity—there have been cases when influxes of reinforcements arrived within seconds to throw back an enemy assault.
  • Furor Logistica: the vastly overclocked version of the above. Suddenly it's not just the two companies or so that are in perfect supply; it's every friendly unit that's participating in the fight. In some cases whole artillery batteries have found themselves suddenly moved to be able to provide fire support to Logistic Fury's forces, and entire tank squadrons ready in position to launch a flanking charge, all perfectly briefed. Tarps gets pulled off to reveal exactly what the unit needs—under Stuka bombing attack? That tarp just happened to conceal a fully-functioning Bofors gun and its ammo! Naturally this technique is tiring as hell, and dangerous, too, given how it can easily disrupt the activities of an entire division until everyone figures out how to put everything back—harder than it seems with Logistic Fury herself collapsing from fatigue and not around to coordinate the flows of trucks and supplies.
• Equipment: women really aren't supposed to be on the frontline in theory, but Justina has managed to 'acquire' a Webley-Fosbery revolver from somewhere to defend herself. Aside from that, her personal equipment includes a portable office in the form of a typewriter, all the supplies needed to feed it (naturally), and a brewpot of tea. The typewriter is how she works her magic; requisition forms go in, reality-warping supply lines come out. Since the tea ration is officially part of supplies, she's never short of that either. And of course there's her uniform, but there's only ever one of that at a time. If it's destroyed, her ability to whistle up replacement parts is limited to calling up her uniform until she puts it on again. (Much fun was had fumbling with the clumsy thing trying to get dressed in the dark while not ripping the nylons, as German shells were thundering around her position.) Williams prefers to have everything mounted on a jeep, but that's not always an option.
• Personality: cheerfully vulgar, a year of hanging around the ANZAC troops has done horrible things to her vocabulary. The newfound ability to trade banter with army captains and sergeants-major has made her self-confidence soar alarmingly, though only when senior officers aren't around. (ANZAC discipline still holds, even if it is somewhat lax on the surface compared to their British brethren.)
• Bio: Born and raised in Auckland, Justina Williams answered the call of duty as a secretary on the home front to replace men going to the front in 1939. Her life seemed like it'd be rather ordinary until one fateful day when she was bitten by a radioactive Morris supply truck and developed an uncanny ability to get supplies to go where they were supposed to, not to mention finding the costume hanging in her wardrobe. After that, it took some lobbying and some trial runs to discover that her abilities worked just as well for an infantry company surrounded by the enemy as it did at home, and when the ANZAC troopers were called away to serve in the deserts of Libya, away she went with them. After that SOE recruited her.
  • Service History: Greece 1941, Crete 1941, North Africa 1941-present.
• Others: Williams' logistical abilities do have limits on size, though only eighteen months ago they were restricted to single-company, meaning that they're likely to cover larger and larger military units. The ANZAC Army Air Corps and the Royal New Zealand Navy have both expressed an interest in her, but their requests have usually been answered with cursing and swearing, followed by "go get your own logistical genius". Plus, Justina's an amazing typist, and she denies ever having to use the typewriter to bash some Jerry's skull in, or using her costume's generous cleavage to distract an enemy soldier long enough for someone to hit them. (Sadly the costume can't be covered with more than a cape to work properly, much to her own annoyance.) In addition, her capabilities only work for the military unit she's formally attached to...meaning that if there's an artillery battery that needs shells, Williams would need to be formally transferred over as a liaison for her to arrange resupply. Luckily she's able to process her own paperwork. Plus, her abilities do not materialize men and materiel from nowhere, but rather draws them from existing replacement pools and supply caches—a problem if some other unit needed those supplies.

There! Bloody silly nickname and bloody silly costume, check. Superhuman abilities to aid the war effort, check. She's a superhero. It says so right here.

edited 23rd Jun '14 11:00:16 PM by SabresEdge

• Civilian Name: Catherine Sayles
• Alter Ego: Batmaid
• Age: 20
• Nationality: Scottish
• Appearance: Black shoulder-length hair which hangs down, kept dark black through frequent dyeing. Her civilian/noncombat uniform consist of a stereotypical French Maid outfit, with a set of brass knuckles slipped into the pocket. Her superhero uniform is a much combat-friendly maid-style outfit with a raised bat symbol on the chest, a bat-themed headdress, and combat boots. With bats stamped into the bottom. Basically think Catwoman, but bat themed.
• Powers:
  • Superhuman Reflexes and Agility A positive result (really, there were conveniently no downsides) of experimentation, Catherine has a reaction time and range of motion that most professional gymnasts can only dream of. This makes her a skilled burglar, and makes her well-suited for hand-to-hand combat.
  • Night Vision: Her eyes take almost no time to switch between light and dark, and she can see rather well with only the faintest source of light. Without any light at all, she is as blind as anybody else. Really, her eyes are almost catlike.
  • Heightened Senses: For some strange reason, she can hear, see, and smell better than the rest. Presumably her fingers and tongue are also more sensitive.
• Abilities:
  • Martial Arts learned after obtaining powers, for offensive and defensive purposes.
  • Nimble Fingers due to experimentation, useful for thinks that require deft hands.
  • Excellent Art Skills, learned from her parents, refined in France.
  • Fluent French, learned in France.
  • Skilled with Polearms due to aforementioned training, her former occupation, and her theme.
• Equipment: Being an infiltrator, the only real equipment that Batmaid needs is a set of (bat-shaped) shuriken, for killing/hitting things at long ranges, a pair of brass knuckles for killing/hitting things at short ranges, and a grappling gun, for smooth escapes/chases.
• Personality: Professional and prim, taking great pride in her work, both as a civilian and as a superhero. Despite this, she is rather friendly towards others, and fairly open. A neat freak by nature, she dislikes anything out of place, and oftentimes goes to absurd lengths to clean things. Does not shy away from an argument.
• Bio: Born in Glasgow (May 16, 1922), Catherine has lived in most Western European countries at some point or another, thanks to a vague and irrelevant job held by one of her parents. She spent a large portion of her childhood in France, however, becoming proficient in the local language. She's forgotten a lot of the customs, but still practices the language often.
  • For her teenage years, she returned to Scotland, where she attended some high school or another in the countryside, dropping out to work for one of the local notables. While serving on the cleaning staff (a maid, in other words), a strange accident occurred, resulting in Catherine being mistaken for a test subject in the ethically-questionable research going on in the employer's basement, and being put through all sorts of unpleasant things. The details are rather hazy, but thanks to an (ordinarily lethal) dose of a complex cocktail of drugs, Catherine woke up a month afterwards with an incredibly limber body, extremely good senses, and near-perfect agility. Her employer wanted to ensure that the experiment would remain secret, but was also not low enough to kill an unfortunate employee just for being in the wrong place at the wrong time, so Catherine was let go and transferred with a tidy sum, on the condition that she keep the origins of her abilities a secret.

  • Out of work, but without any immediate need for funds, Catherine decided to begin using her abilities for good, starting with the crime-ridden city of Glasgow. For several months she stalked the streets, gaining a reputation as an insane woman with a death wish. Eventually, she realized the stupidity of beating up thugs at night without a disguise, and so Batmaid was born.

  • Some time later, she realized that the Allies could use her powers, and so she decided to give the scum of Glasgow a break while she go punched Nazis in the face. Realizing that the base could also use a bit of tidying up, she works as a maid when not actively kicking Hitler in the scrotum.
• Misc: Was actually not inspired by Batman, weirdly enough.

edited 24th Jun '14 7:53:21 PM by RenaTheArchmage

Looks fine by me, don't worry too much about Rai getting rotated out by me. If I had an issue with your character not being in a cape and spandex I would have mentioned it.

This looks like a WIP still, so I'll hold off until you've wrapped it up before giving approval.

Aye; this is mostly for a) if Rai gets WIA, or b) I decide I want to try something new, and with the GM's approval take Rai off the line for a mission or two so I can try changing playstyles a bit.

Just an FYI: the image for my Sign-Up sheet seems to have been removed from the web for whatever reason, so I had to change. The general character design is still the same, though.

NANANANANANANANANANANANANANA BATMAID! BATMAID!

Accepted, I'll get a starting post up soon for you guys.

Hopefully it won't suck.

Is ESP okay as a passive power?

Hello?

I actually have my character sheet mostly written out and I'm waiting for an answer.

Where? Unless you link to it or better yet cross-post it as the most recent post here, it'll be rather hard to notice.

Just post your character sheet in full, wait for a response and see what Eachiunn has to say about it. G Ms aren't on 24/7, and responses might be a bit slower in these parts.

I have my character sheet written out, but not posted.

Okay, then.

• Civilian Name: Frederich Schuler
• Alter Ego: None, so far.
• Age: 22
• Nationality: American
• Appearance: About 6'2'', 190 lb. Dark brown hair and eyes. Costume is a dark navy blue and silver uniform.
• Powers: Psychic Powers
  • Telekinesis: Can move objects with his mind. The more massive they are, the harder it is for him and the more he has to concentrate. Has the ability to fly in theory. The last time he tried it he ended up with a broken arm. Also has the ability to control electricity to some extent, but is unsure of how this ability works.
  • Telepathy: He can talk to people inside their heads and can sort through their memories if they allow him. Cannot do anything more with this power yet, due to having very little practice. Includes empathy as a passive subset of the power.
  • Extra-Sensory Perception: If he concentrates enough, he can see things in his mind's eye that he couldn't otherwise. Like seeing behind a door or telling where someone is. Passively he can tell where things are in relation to him and each other. It helps him use his telekinesis, because he can tell where things should go when he moves them. Again, he doesn't quite have this power down yet, so his range is limited.
• Abilities: Very technical minded and good with machinery. Is able to memorize numbers and phrases easily. Also good with animals and can tell if someone's lying or not, due to his empathic nature. Is able to throw things with pinpoint accuracy, due to telekinesis.
• Equipment: Carries a standard issue M1 Garand on his back, four frag grenades, body armor, a Colt M1911, ammunition, a knife, and several tools on his belt.
• Personality: Frederich is a very practical person and tends to think things through in a very logical manner. He tends to think that things will go wrong, and plan accordingly. He is very stubborn and perseverant, sometimes to a fault, and is a very hard worker. Despite the tough and somewhat cold vibe he gives off, he is quite a nice person once you get to know him and he enjoys the little things in life.
• Background: ^{Click here} Frederich was born the first of seven kids in his family. His parents were Germans who migrated to South Dakota just before the Bolshevik Revolution. Due to having relatives unable to migrate to the US and disappearing after the revolution, he has a very strong dislike for Russians. Frederich grew up on a farm and developed the Midwestern mentality of hard work, the importance of friends and family, and a strong moral code. His community is mostly German immigrants from Russia, so he knows quite a bit about his heritage.
  One night when he was sixteen, he was up early in the morning feeding the chickens and saw a bright light fall from the sky and land in a nearby field. He finished with the chickens and took a lantern and went to investigate. He soon came upon a large hole in the ground that wasn't really a crater as much as a pit. He saw something glow at the bottom and looked down. Next thing he knew, he was in his bed with most of his family around him. He had been out for a few hours and had been discovered by the owner of the field. He asked about the hole and was told that the hole was empty.
  He eventually discovered his powers in a series of accidents. He was once taking a break in the barn and got lost in thought, only to realize that all the surrounding bales of hay were floating in midair. Another time, he was talking to one of his brothers, when his brother started saying something without him talking out loud. He discovered he could control these abilities, through practice and in time, he became somewhat proficient at moving things.
  He still has no idea what that thing that fell from the sky was.
• Miscellaneous: Being the son of immigrants and growing up in a German-speaking community, Frederich is very fluent in German and can speak very broken Russian. Being a farmer, he is quite strong for his size and also has a fair amount of stamina. Being born and raised in South Dakota, he is very resistant to the cold, and knows how to get around in snow.

edited 26th Jun '14 12:37:35 PM by BaconManiac5000

<.< >.> Room for one more?

I'm probably going to have you limit the range of Frederich's ESP to a fairly short distance and of course there are going to be enemy psychics that'll be able to block him. Other than that it's fine. Always room for more, yes.

Awesome.

Now, what's a good name for him? :L

edited 26th Jun '14 12:14:15 AM by BaconManiac5000

What countries are already represented?

Britain, America, Russia, Finland, and Spain.