Reichs and Fall, the WWII era Superheroics RP

This still open?

I could do with something light and nice.

edited 26th Jun '14 12:27:01 AM by NickTheSwing

Sign on for this After The End Fantasy RP.

I don't forsee this signup actually closing, so yes.

Well, I'm glad I got everything taken care of.

Except the name! >:/

what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone else

I'll have to sleep on this one.

My various fanfics.

The Hero With No Name?

Trump delenda est

Alex Jensen.

I am become Death, Destroyer of Miniputts.

Alright, the game's started. Have fun.

I was thinking of having a brain-related name.

Oh, Crap!!

what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone else

Actually, I don't think I'll have him have one just quite yet.

what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone else

Interesting. here's my crazy mashup.

• Civilian Name: Heidi Frederiksen / Herja ("Devastate")
• Alter Ego: Devastator
• Age: Unknown, at least late twenties. Ask at own risk.
• Nationality: Asgard Denmark
• Appearance: A stunning statuesque blonde with icy eyes and a mean disposition. She usually wears combat fatigues, as well as a beret. More than often, her camo jacket is tied to her waist, hiding an intricate girdle made of pure gold. A wicked-looking rune-inscribed sword hangs from the hilt on her hip. She usually wears two stripes of black warpaint underneath her blue eyes, and a cigarette in her well-shaped lips. When using her true form, a pair of pure white wings, large enough to give her the ability to fly sprout from her back.

• Powers:
  • Valkyrie: Herja is a valkyrie (duh), and as such her mere presence in a battlefield gives a little more of luck towards the side she fights for. She can fly exceptionally well as well as be in physical condition comparable to a human's prime. She also posseses an innate battle instict that lets her manipulate any weapon at an average competence level without prior training.
  • Girdle of Might: Herja, like her kin Brinnhildr, also posseses a mystic girdle which grants her enough strength and durability to shrug off common firearms, and punch holes into walls.
  • Seidr: Even if it's a sneaky dishonorable art, Herja is proficient in Seidr, or norse witchcraft. She can use it to summon lightning, raise a couple of undead, speak with crows, create charms and curses, and a wide variety of effects. However, as broad and awesome this sounds, Seidr involves time consuming rituals and finding ingredients, and thus it would be of no use in a battlefield or would leave Herja wide open to do so.

• Abilities:
  • Flight: Well duh.
  • Riding: While she was quite good at horseback, she isn't too shabby on a motorbike nowadays.
  • Swordmanship: Herja was an actual beast with the bladed weapons, and not many could survive crossing swords with her. However nowadays this knowledge is dated.
  • Unarmed combat: Oooh boy. This also got dated but she can still wrestle bears.
  • Army Training: In order to palliate most of her dated abilities, Herja has undertaken courses to get used to modern weaponry. While being far from the best, she has a good grasp on marksmanship (even if it's for cowards), and at least knows the basics on sabotage and explosives.
  • Tactician: As a demigoddess of Battle, Herja is no slouch commanding troops, even if she sometimes falls prey of using dated tactics.
  • Rune Enchantment: As one of the last true norse around, she knows how to use runes for protection, or to give weapons an extra oomph. A rune is as durable as the material it is inscribed and if scratched, it'll lose its effect.
  • Cookie Making: Her daughter loves 'em.
  • Mead Pouring: For the mighty warriors! But don't push it or she'll pour your teeth out of your mouth.

• Equipment:
  • Ulf: Ulf is Herja's magical rune sword, always at her hip. It glows when attacking and it's able to cut armor like hot butter. But it's also a cursed, sentient sword. A cursed, sentient sword who's always thinking in the same things: boobs and asses. Hey, at least it doesn't drive its owner mad like Gram.
  • Dual Colt M 1911 A 1: Oh hey, those americans can make sweet guns. She loves to dual wield them.
  • Potato Masher grenades: They're german, they're fugly. they fit in her girdle.
  • Girdle of Might: Duh. Pure gold.
  • Rune Motorbike: Not only wicked looking, it is enchanted to not break down easily nor run out of fuel ever.
  • Flask of mead: Even in the middle of the battlefield, mead must be poured.

• Personality: As Heidi, Devastator is a quiet, dutiful housewife, always ready to make people comfortable with her cookies and housecare. She is usually like this in front of her daughter. However, Herja, the Valkyrie, is a different matter. Herja is the type to swear like a sailor, put people in headlocks as greeting, and punch people in the face just because they were staring at her rack. She is like the vikings that very much worshipped her, as she likes the rowdy sort of fun. Herja is also observant of honor, and doesn't like to play underhanded. She finds the third reich love of the norse myth disturbing and sees them as unworthy filth.

• Backstory: Herja was one of many Valkyries among Valhalla, tasked with bringing the fallen of battle into Valhalla and feast and pour mead for them. But with time, even Ragnarök happened. Her glorious days faded to grey. Depressed, she descended into Midgard and wandered for a while, unable to find her place in the world of man. Until she met her would be husband, a timid, shy baker with a rightful sense of justice. Herja fell in love with the man, and sealed away her powers and past as Valkyrie.

Cue the occupation of Denmark in 1940, and the now happy mother Heidi was subdued at gunpoint while she had to watch how her 4 year old daughter and husband was being dragged by creepy SS officers obsessed in the occult, and in the strange kid's talent for norse magic. They believed the father had something with it.

That small blunder would be their own undoing, as Herja would unearthen her girdle and unseal her powers, wreaking havoc on the facility that had them both captive. Even though her daughter and husband were surprised at first, they were grateful, and perhaps proud to have her around. Afterwards, she negotiated a deal with the allied forces. For the arrangement of a safe place for her family, she would put her might as Valkyrie against the evil Nazi forces. And she wouldn't kill them, because none of them were worthy of Valhalla.

edited 27th Jun '14 5:42:44 AM by AtomicNut

Looks fine to me.

Feel free to join the insanity when you're ready.

Or discuss said insanity here

edited 27th Jun '14 6:24:40 AM by Eachiunn

Civilian Name: Oliver Gabrijel Carmello Lawrent Nikola Giovanni Victor Antonio Borg
Alter Ego: Desperation
Age: 24
Nationality: British Commonwealth (Malta, specifically)
Appearance: 5'5, a slightly swarthy build, brown eyes, curly black hair, and an acquiline nose. Normally dresses in a shirt with slacks and a jacket. [sort of like Izaya
Powers:

• Hive Mind: he can control all animals of the family Apoidea, suborder Apocrita within the order Hymenoptera of the class Insecta. Which is to say, he can control bees.
  • He can only control insects within a 1 mile radius of him.
  • He can see what they see and such.
• Enhanced strength: he can carry up to 1.5 metric tonnes.
• Enhanced reflexes
• Ultraviolet Vision: He can see things that are usually only seen by using blacklights... or by being a bee.
• Enhanced endurance: He can survive cold climates by "revving up" his muscles as though they were actually being used without using them [basically, running in place without moving your legs] in order to generate heat.
• Wing Manifestation: Exactly What It Says on the Tin
• Retractable stinger: He has stingers that he can retract from his wrists. While they do contain toxins, he mainly uses them as a stabbing implement.
  • The toxins they contain isn't deadly unless you have a bee allergy, but since he can deliver larger quantities than a bee can it's definitely dangerous.
• Magnetic Field sensing: He can sense the Earth's magnetic field, so he always knows which way is north. Furthermore he can sense electromagnetic waves in the atmosphere that procede thunderstorms.
  • This is disrupted only by very large sources of electrical energy or while in close proximity to, say, an electrical generator.
• Electrical field generation: Only when flying, and only enough to build up a charge large enough to zap [though not seriously harm] anyone tries to fight him fist-to-fist while flying... and enough to gather any dust bunnies and pollen nearby.

Abilities: Rifle training, knife training, 2nd Dan Jujitsu, aerial aerobics, and can pilot a jet.
Equipment: Bayonette, 2 knives.
Personality: Oliver is very talkative and usually has to be told when he should simply shut up. He’s a friendly man most of the time, though his default vocal tone alternates between loud and louder. His rather laid back upbringing means that despite his intellect he’s incredibly lazy and lacks initiative a lot of the time. The fact that he’s so short isn’t lost on him, and he really doesn’t appreciate being teased about his height. Some say that his loud and occasionally arrogant demeanour are trying to compensate for this fact: what he says about these people isn’t flattering.
Bio: Oliver's father fought in the first World War and he was born shortly after the war ended, so his life was very stereotypically Mediterranean: easy going, with lots of yelling and wine. He had his abilities since birth, so his parents decided to make the most logical decision for him – get him employment with his grandfather as a bee-keeper. He was visiting in Luqa with his grandfather to see his uncle when Mussolini launched his attack on the small island, an event which had lead to his grandfather being seriously injured and his uncle killed. He was very quick to enlist with the British forces after that.
Misc: Despite the jokes, no he cannot make honey or a hive himself. He is, however, a great cook. He is fluent in English, Maltese, and Italian.

edited 28th Jun '14 8:56:44 PM by StolenByFaeries

"You've got your transmission and your live wire, but your circuit's dead." - Media

Hwat's this? A family picnic woefully underpopulated by beeees? My briefcase full of beeeees should put a stop to that!

edited 28th Jun '14 11:22:26 AM by BaconManiac5000

what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone else

Alright, I'm not entirely sure what 20 times Oliver's weight would equate, but let's say he can lift about a tonne and a half of weight with a little bit of leeway depending on how dramatic he needs to be. Everything else is okay, though it would have been amusing if he had an Arse Dagger◊.

That actually works perfectly - I'd figured he'd be around 60kg and 20 times that is 1.2 metric tonnes. :)

I wouldn't be able to type without laughing if there was an arse dagger :P

I'll amend the post to the 1.5 tonne area.

I was researching Malta and realized they used to be wellknown for honey. The most popular surname in Malta is Borg - the Hive Mind bee king idea was too good to resist.

edited 28th Jun '14 8:56:23 PM by StolenByFaeries

"You've got your transmission and your live wire, but your circuit's dead." - Media

You're good to go n' stuff by the way.