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So I was thinking the create a villain team thread in Champions does well. And pulp villians tend to be over the top sotheortically the same thread should work here. so...

 

The Society of Set

 

5 members

 

Darrian Wentworth appears to be just your typical upper crust blue blood. However he is a bit unusual in that his mother is Egyptian. Though most people are nice about it, he has long resented how most people have acted as though there was something a little wrong with that. Then came the stream of artifacts "rescued" from Egyptian tombs he decided to do something about it.

 

His ultimate goal would be to kill all the explotiters of Egypt and collect all the looted treasures or himself. But he knows he cannot achieve such an ambition alone. So after obtaining a mask of Set and outfitting it with lenses to help him see in the dark, and alter his voice. He obtained a staff and sharpened on end like fox teeth. Finally the ordered a large quantity of sand from Egypt and mixed a deadly poison in it. He then started wealthy peoples homes and used the funds to start gathering the society.

 

Now that it's in place he intends to focus more on those who have taken from Egypt and as Set finally raid the British Museum.

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Sekhmet

 

Leona Kingsley traveled in the same social circles as Darrian Wentworth, and often found herself at least partially agreeing with his speeches about the despoiling of Egypt.  She was surprised, however, when he revealed that he was going to take real action on the subject, and asked her to help.  Of course, what he meant was logistical support, but she insisted on coming along on an actual raid.  What she had never told anyone was that she had a fascination with cutting into things and watching them bleed.  Things that included humans--thank Ra for wealthy parents who covered it up.  In her Sekhmet guise, Leona wears a stylized lioness mask, and claws that fit over her hands.  She's scary good with her claws (or failing that, her sharp fingernails), but is otherwise not good at combat.  Sekhmet is also a little too fascinated with blood and will often toy with her prey.

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Simply known as The Pharoah this man essentially takes on the role of general/recruiter of the henchmen.  He claims to be the reincarnation of over a dozen assorted pharoahs (several cases of which 2 or more were alive simultaneously).  Regardless, he has been an effective backer of the group, and leads whatever henchmen they have on hand.

 

Note:  In reality, he is a British egyptologist that went missing.  He got lost in the tombs and had a bit of a psychological break which caused his beliefs of being "reincarnated" (or at least it alleged reason, perhaps he actually is to at least some of those he claims.)

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Sobek

 

The other thugs in Darrian's employ keep a wide berth of Sobek. He is big and wears a crocodile mask. Unusually he can swim and has surprised more than one person by bursting forth from a calm piece of water and attacking. Only the Pharoah and Darrian know who he really is and why he follows them. He rarely speaks. He does loom. Menacingly....

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Nephthys

 

The last of Darrian's companions, Nephthys is an exception to the rule. Antoinette de Groote, French/Boer big game hunter and tracker has no real interest in Egypt at all - but she has a very strong desire to make the British (whom she blames for the loss of her lands and husband, the one compulsory purchased in South Africa, the other conscripted into the Great War and killed) pay. Oh, she doesn't mind that she'll also have to deal with other nationalities, but it was Darrian's promise that they would leave the British Museum, the heart of their prestige a lifeless husk that got her to throw in.

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Had to think a bit, but...

 

The Atonal Variation

 

8 Members.

 

Wladyslaw Maranovski was the toast of European musical society, conductor and arranger par excellance. Oh, some called him arrogant, overbearing, unfeeling...but when you have the skill to take a bunch of prima donna musicians and low talent nobodies and weld them together into a cooperative whole to make beautiful music, no one cares.

Until you can't anymore.

Wladyslaw's life as a celebrity ended the day his doctor told him the odd ringing in his ears was only the beginning. Within a year, his developing deafness had ended his career, and his nasty, vicious (and deteriorarting) personality had driven away what few friends he had. He sought a cure from anywhere that offered hope, but all that he wound up with was debts...and silence.

It was not fair, he knew. He was a genius! An architect of music! This, this biological oddity was beneath him! He deserved better!

If the world would not give him what he deserved, then he would take it!

Calling himself Octave to hide his identity, Wladyslaw set out to bring together thugs, fighters, mercenaries...but only ones with a connection to music, or with musical talent. With his organizational skills, he could have turned any group into a team...but he has his standards. Just as he has standards in his takings - what point robbery if it does not advance the cause of his music?

And now, with his team, his planning skills, and his newly-developed skills in sign-language and lip reading, he would take what he liked. Oh, no, this was not entirely a new thing, of course. He could not call this a symphony, or even a piece; no, it was only a variation.

An Atonal Variation.

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Peadar Gilmore was a member of the Irish rebellion who fought in the Easter Uprising.  Like many Irish nationalists, he was unhappy with the treaty effectively splitting Ireland in two.  "All Ireland should be Irish, or there is no true Ireland."  He joined the anti-treaty organization which called itself the Irish Republican Army, or IRA.  During the 1920s, Peadar also became interested in Communism, which seemed to hold some promise as a way for Ireland to mitigate its economic woes once the nation was truly free and united.

 

Recently, the IRA has been purging its leftist membership, and Peadar was a victim of that.  Lacking a firm direction, he was hired by Maranovski as an expert on demolitions and other terrorist actions.  Peadar is known to officials as The Minstrel Boy because of his calling card, a broken harp string; he will often contrive to have the song playing just before a bomb detonates.

 

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The Queen of Music

 

Interpol believe The Queen of Music to be the leader of the group and she certainly plays the part. With lavish costumes and a soprano singing voice she is only seen towards the denouement of the current scheme when she suddenly appears and makes her presence known. She is thought to be the Hungarian opera singer Angyalka Barto. Except that she is dead and it is her Austrian maid who is playing the part. Octave know this. For reasons unknown this unassuming woman can suddenly channel her dead mistress and deliver a performance that leaves all convinced that she is in charge (except those who know better). When not portraying The Queen of Music she uses her disguise skill to hide in the background and do infiltration/espionage etc. She will go quite willingly to her death in this role but as yet only Octave knows this.

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America Force

 

A group of five "superheroes" dedicated to keeping the U.S. out of World War Two, and alined with the Isolationist group America First.

 

Lone Eagle - Douglas Mansfield, World Famous Aviator (Flying Martial Artist and Inventor)

Winger (Lone Eagle's Sidekick and not officially a member of the group) - Dan Cassidy Jr., College Student and son of former U.S. Ambassador to England Daniel Cassidy (Martial Artist)

Union Maid - Annette Banks, U.S. Congresswoman (Super Strength)

Grey Ghost - Gregory Grayson Hollister, U.S. Senator (Desolid Martial Artist armed with a Gun that shoots "Ghost Bullets")

Swashbuckler - Aaron Blair, Movie Star (Flamboyant Martial Artists)

Captain Atlas - William Dexter, Newspaper Columnist (Superhuman strength, Invulnerability, and Flight)

 

The group made a name for itself taking on petty crooks and engaging in staged fights with stuntmen hired by Swashbuckler.  Unknown to the group one of the members was a top Nazi Spy who manipulated the team into exposing British intelligence operative.

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Strad as he is known to the police is really Stefano Aldari an Italian violinst of low skill. As with most poor workmen he blamed his violin. If only he could get hold of a stradivarius he would be able to show the world his true talent. But how doesa poor man aquire one? He became a criminal to gain the money to get one. And the best paying jobs are as an assassin. As reports came to the police of a killer who strangled people with violin strings and kept demanding a strad as payment they took to calling him strad. Fortunatly for him Octave found him first.

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Kara "Carousel" Sell

 

at least that's what they call her they found her asleep on a merry go round. she seems to be a mute catatonic taken to Bedlam asylum she sat quietly in her cell until one day she got up and started a strange whirling dance and then she sang it was nonsense the most beautiful nonsense.

 

Suddenly the orderlies were singing nonsense too. more orderlies rushed to assist their colleagues and the same thing happened and carousel danced into the night through doors left open by babbling orderlies.

 

she often appears with the Atonal Variation pushed around in a bath chair in her straight jacket before suddenly raising her straight jacketed arms whirling as she dances and all those with their ears open enter a Hallucinatory fugue.

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So this team seems to have ground to a halt. I'm not sure what the rules are about abandoning a team, but I'm going to propose this. I am going to post a second member which means whoever posts next will  make it seven which is one short of what were supposed to have but you could propose the next team.

 

Considering that all the other members of the Atonals are musicians of some sort the Death Note is odd in that hes a chemist with little interest in music. He has however developed a new deadlier version of mustard gas, and a unique delivery system. He has placed a large amount of gas is glass statues and sent them as gifts to the homes of the wealthy and powerful. Now he sends them notes declaring if they don' obey his demands he will play the song of death. Which comes from a phonograph record that shatters the glass. And three times the gas has killed everyone in the house.

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Had to think a bit, but...

 

The Atonal Variation

 

8 Members.

 

Wladyslaw Maranovski was the toast of European musical society, conductor and arranger par excellance. Oh, some called him arrogant, overbearing, unfeeling...but when you have the skill to take a bunch of prima donna musicians and low talent nobodies and weld them together into a cooperative whole to make beautiful music, no one cares.

Until you can't anymore.

Wladyslaw's life as a celebrity ended the day his doctor told him the odd ringing in his ears was only the beginning. Within a year, his developing deafness had ended his career, and his nasty, vicious (and deteriorarting) personality had driven away what few friends he had. He sought a cure from anywhere that offered hope, but all that he wound up with was debts...and silence.

It was not fair, he knew. He was a genius! An architect of music! This, this biological oddity was beneath him! He deserved better!

If the world would not give him what he deserved, then he would take it!

Calling himself Octave to hide his identity, Wladyslaw set out to bring together thugs, fighters, mercenaries...but only ones with a connection to music, or with musical talent. With his organizational skills, he could have turned any group into a team...but he has his standards. Just as he has standards in his takings - what point robbery if it does not advance the cause of his music?

And now, with his team, his planning skills, and his newly-developed skills in sign-language and lip reading, he would take what he liked. Oh, no, this was not entirely a new thing, of course. He could not call this a symphony, or even a piece; no, it was only a variation.

An Atonal Variation.

 

Born the eighth child of the family, the unimaginatively named Eight O'Neil was a music critic whose glowing reviews of Maranovski were a major factor in his popularity and her admiration was such that she was among the few not driven away by his bitterness and eventual turn to crime. Working mostly behind the scenes to arrange getaway transportation, set up diversions, and the like, she wears a mask and uses the name Octavia if taking a visible role.

 

Lucius Alexander

 

The palindromedary is just glad none of these musicians are pointing a crab cannon at it.

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So this team seems to have ground to a halt. I'm not sure what the rules are about abandoning a team, but I'm going to propose this. I am going to post a second member which means whoever posts next will  make it seven which is one short of what were supposed to have but you could propose the next team.

 

It started with a disaster. Members of the 22d Infantry deputized to keep order in the aftermath of the 1906 San Francisco Earthquake had orders regarding looters: "Shoot to kill." Looted goods were of course to be confiscated and turned in for eventual return to the owners, if owners could be identified. But who would know less than 100% of the goodies were turned over? Or if a couple of soldiers took a little look around in a house or business before dynamiting it to create a firebreak? And maybe that guy DID own the store - he doesn't now, he's dead. WE didn't know he wasn't a looter, did we?

 

There was an earthquake. There were a lot of fires. But the disaster that spawned the rat pack calling itself The Salvaging Army was the combination of one corrupt officer, a few morally weak soldiers, and an evil idea. They stayed together after mustering out and now "volunteer" to help whenever calamity strikes in the Western US - volunteer to help themselves to whatever they can sneak out under wagonloads of "just debris we're hauling away to get the streets cleared, sir." And if calamity is slow to strike, the Salvaging Army isn't above helping it along with a little arson or sabotage. No one suspects the people who happened to be on hand to rescue the survivors of the derailed train arranged the derailment in the first place to get access to a few choice items of its cargo.

 

The original leader retired with his ill gotten gains, but the current "Captain Jackal" and his three "sergeants" still run the group with a pseudo-military discipline. Describe the current captain and the sergeants, and if anyone cares to, perhaps outline the equipment and training a typical "private" in this army of scavengers might have.

 

Lucius Alexander

 

And an army of palindromedaries

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The supply sergeant is a master of resourcefulness and mechanical extemporization, and he can put together pieces of ruined junk to make remarkable, functional machines that are useful both for their work and for perpetuating the bluff that they have the full support of what's left of the Federal authorities. His jury-rigged contraptions often don't work for long but they always work once, and once is often all you need if you leverage their impact right.

 

His moniker is ... Doc Salvage.

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Joshua Bodecker never wanted to be in the army, but his father forced him to sign up. It was just as bad as he feared. Lousy food, trudging through mud, and worst of all was the pay. If his skinflint of a father hadn't cut him off he'd be an enginer now and rolling in c motes. Still the education he got proved all he needed. During the fire he was tasked with helping determine which buildings were safe and which needed to be knocked down. Captain Jackal figured he could be useful, and drafted him into the Salvaging Army. After getting out he took the explosives he "borrowed", and finished getting his engineering degree. Now he prepares surpise packs in kit bags. As Sgt. Rubble he uses them to make buildings appear unsafe, be unsafe, or cover the Army's retreat.

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Sergeant Master

 

Good at discipline but incapable of allowing original thought was what got the man who became Sergeant Master no further than his NCO stripes. But the Captain needed someone who was loyal and who could make others follow the Captain's will. And that is certainly what the Sergeant does. Able to inspire others he is also able to spot those who are above average intelligence and thus might cause trouble.

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Captain Jackal is of course a code name. The Captain uses a number of other aliases as well. The sergeants know his original name, which is why he doesn't plan to retire until after they do. Each knows enough about the others crimes to get them all hung in at least nine states.

 

Handsome and charming, Jackal usually does the talking for the group and no one is recruited before being vetted by him. Before becoming Captain Jackal he had been a captain in the real army, and before that, he was a Pinkerton detective for several years; he has contacts in that agency, in the army, and with a number of local law enforcement officers here and there in the West, who are completely unaware of his criminal career; and other such contacts who don't know the details Jackal's nefarious doings but are themselves corrupt enough to sell or trade information, equipment, services, and sometimes even alibies.

 

While insisting on a degree of military discipline - members of the Salvaging Army always stand to attention when he comes in and no one gets away with calling him anything but "Captain" or "Sir" - Jackal makes a point of getting face time alone with each and every member of the outfit, and is easygoing and unobtrusive enough that they sometimes forget he's there when he is sitting in on a drinking party or a poker game (Just to watch - "No men, never deal me in, it's not fitting you know for an officer to gamble with enlisted men.") His greatest gift may be what he calls his "people sense" - he knows who is getting close to losing their nerve and deserting, who would sell him out and for about how much, who is too fond of drink and needs a "minder" to tag along so they don't blab too much while drunk, and he has ways of coping with all these "personnel problems" that come with commanding a company of criminals with military experience. Mostly nonlethal ways like bribery or intimidation ("Soldier, here's a little extra mustering out bonus - don't thank me, just go buy that farm and marry that gal you been writing to. Just don't ever tell her or anyone what you got up to riding with us - some of us may deserve to hang but YOU don't, so you just get back on the straight and narrow and forget about us, okay?") but if it comes down to it he's the fastest draw with a pistol in the Salvaging Army and one of the best shots ("You know, they say Colonel Colt made men equal, soldier, but - " *BANG* *BANG* "I say practice made Captain Jackal superior.")

 

 

Next Group: The Anarchist Trio

 

While never exactly common, bomb throwing anarchists were still a thing during the "pulp" era. Give us three enthusiastic proponents of "Propaganda of the Deed"  who are avowed enemies of the state, all other organized institutions of civil society, and of course all right-thinking two fisted pulp heroes.

 

Lucius Alexander

 

Propaganda of the palindromedary

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Jacques Bovar knew there was something wrong with the world. All over the world the people were being oppressed. And now Italy has invaded Ethiopia. And what does the U.S. do.? Nothing. Clearly the American government is corrupt, and the people need to wake up. Fortunatly he had learned a great deal about munitions in the Great War. And recalling his heroes of the French Revolution he knew what to do about it. For the past few months the city has been rocked by a strange series of explosions. One targets pillars of society from government , to police, to the press none seems safe from the first bomb. It's what happens after that's really disturbing four other bombs go off. But aren't meant to destroy anything. They scatter pamphlets calling for the overthrow of the government. And they are all signed The Propagandist.

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