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[Christopher]

That fits well to a previous Idea a had way back, just a small adaption for the pupeteer part was nessesary:

 

A few Heroes and many villains use fear as one of thier primary tools. And what could be more fearfull then the Grim Reaper itself? While this isn't the actually grim reaper (if he even exists), this is a close second.

 

At some point in an alternate future the Trinity of Destruction - Urzanel, Azranel and Enranel - was fused back into the single* blade they originally were. A weapon capable of cutting life, machine and magic equally effortlessly, without the need of learning how to override it's limiting targetting ability. However even thier combined might prooved insufficient to overcome a great evil. So the then wielder of it* - a Grand grand daughter of Armin - travelled back in time to make sure it would not come to pass again.

 

For her the sword(s) manifested as the oddest weapon so far - a giant reaper puppet that she controls via strings:

Each wielder of the 3 blades suffered from the weapon influencing thier personality. But only for her this conflict is directly obvious in the real world. When activating her power she somehow "splits" off part of her personality from the rest. That split part takes on the form of the reaper and is affected by the swords influence exclusively. The strings controlling it are a manifestation of the struggle between the original personality and the influence of the blades.

 

Oddly enough the re-fused blade is overlooked by the other 3 blades. In turn it* wants to destroy all 3. Along with the rest of the universe. Then the rest of the Multiverse. Then all other multiverses in all other timelines. Then time itself. Then several things that are even more fundamental then time, timelines and Verses, that humans have no words for yet.

Yes, this blade was split appart for a reason. And one can only hope it* is split up again soon, before it get's a host not ready for it....

 

 

*The weapon lacks a name. It somehow destroys any name given to it that is more precise then "it" (including any descriptive naming), the second it is named by it. You can still use the word or phrase. In fact you can use that as the swords name again once. Just the fact that you refered to the weapon as such is "lost" from reality the moment you do so.

[SteelCold]

Saint and Sinner, a Christian superhero, Saint who unwittingly changes into her villainous alter ego, the tall scythe wielding Sinner at times of stress and vice versa. Neither of the two are aware of each other though they hunt one another.

[Amorkca]

Saint & Sinner!!  I like, but what makes you think the guy in the cloak is a saint??? 

[Amorkca]

For my own bid, I say Facade.

 

She creates illusions of things you fear, "You'll reap what you've sown now!!"  She's more of an anti-hero, punishing those who deserve it!!

 

Mental illusions to confuse the mind, "Are you sure you really saw what you say you saw??"

[Clonus]

I like Christopher's entry, but I'm irritated that he didn't give his heroine a name.  Really she needs one.  Still I'll give him the nod.

[Christopher]

Apparently I got the next pick, but I have no images availible. So I put it up for grabs.

[Amorkca]

I have an image to post... Made on the X-Girl website...  Not sure how to resize it though...

 

 

hmmm, I can't seem to load the pic here...  get an error message of "you are not allowed to use that image extension on this community"

 

I've changed the format to a JPEG and still get the same error... any help out there?

 

I got a message that Clonus likes my post but... Finally figured it out... ok pic attached...

[death tribble]

She is Astro Girl.

She was gifted by aliens by power so she can exist outside the atmosphere and in space itself or on the most inhospitable of places like Jupiter, Saturn or Boise, Idaho.

Her power makes her feel giddy so she is irrepressibly happy at the thought of using her powers for good.

[Amorkca]

Thanks Death Tribble, looks like your the winner by default!!  Your turn to post...

 

Boise, good one!!

[death tribble]

 

 

 

Ok try this.

[Christopher]

The Nile Crocodile

 

Sophon B. Ekhead was your average egyptian archeologist, suffering from average derision of his lastname, who stumbeled over your average egyptian artifact that granted him superpowers.

 

Granted who he got his powers from - Sobek - is not exactly your run of the nile god: He is asociated with such conflicting factors as the Nile Crocodile, the pharaonic mandate, fertility, military prowes and protection from the dangers of the nile.

 

What Sophon made out of the power is also not quite usual. Not really a person to throw physical might around and not willing to bite peoples heads of (and robots taste so artificial), he equipped himself with a self made utility belt.

However his inventiveness did not include a good name.

 

Why he runs around shirtless and with shorts? Well he claims that Sobek mandates this as a requirement for the powers. But in reality he is just trying to get female atention. God of fertility and all that....

[Amorkca]

Charles Edward Zuccarelli was born and raised in New York City.  He used to daydream about someday having amazing superpowers, being able to fly and rescue damsels in distress. Knocking out the villains and seeing them carted away for prosecution and justice!

 

But he was an shy introvert, and the bullies at his school nicknamed him Chuckie, after the murderous doll from the movies.  He used to be ridiculed and degraded on a regular basis.

 

One Friday after school, he was running home from school, chased by the bullies when he tripped and fell.  They grabbed him and took him to an old abandoned park and pushed him into an old sewer line.  They hung out at the entrance and wouldn't let him out.

 

Realising he wouldn't be able to push his way through the gang he headed further into the sewers hoping to find another way out.  He wandered for hours and thought he was really lost when he saw a light up ahead.  Thinking it was sunlight coming through a grate that he might be able to get through he ran towards it. What he found instead was a nest full of eggs, eggs that were glowing green. Looking around frightfully, he noticed a large white alligator, possibly the mother and she had huge white eyes, she didn't move and he figured she was waiting for an opportunity to attack.  One of the eggs started wriggling, it broke open and a baby alligator came out.  Still Momma didn't move, then another broke out and the two tiny gators started to fight.  Fascinated, Chuck watched them and the one killed the other and started to feed on it. In horror he saw it grow before his eyes.  

 

Looking at the eggs again he noticed that there was only one egg left and its green glowing was fading away, the one gator went over to mom and curled up against her.  Chuck had a thought, this could be worth some thing if he could figure out what to do with it.  He grabbed the remaining egg, and some of the nest and stuffed it into his backpack.  He heard a noise behind him, looking back he saw that Momma was awake now, he ran as fast as he could back the way he'd come.

 

Eventually he made his way back to where he had been pushed in, the bullies were gone now, bored with waiting for him to try and come out.

 

He went home with his prize and tried to figure out what to do next.  He googled how to care for the egg and settled for keeping it warm with his lamp stand light.  Then he Googled what to feed an alligator so he could be prepared for when it broke out.  

 

Later that night the baby was hatched, it was so cute and its white skin was offset by its green eyes. Chuck fed the gator and decided he was going to raise it himself. He tried to keep its existence a secret but mom's know when their children are up to something!  She found him and forbid him to keep the creature, it had been a week and he had been feeding it mice.  As if knowing that it would be turned over to some one else that night the baby gator died. Chuck was heartbroken and the baby died in his arms, something strange happened as it passed away, an energy passed between them and Chuck felt different somehow, stronger...

 

When next the bullies picked on him one of then, Richard the ringleader actually punched him in the chest, the strange energy had started to transform Chuck, he hardly felt the blow and Richard hurt his hand.  Over the next few weeks Chuck started getting muscles and taller, at 17 it was like he had finally reached puberty and was growing into what he always dreamed of.  The bullies no longer picked on him, he started defending other kids from them and girls even started to show an interest in him, this was the life!!

 

Chuck is finishing high school and planning on where his future will take him, he thinks that with his new strength and nigh invulnerability he should try out for the Champions, but he probably needs to show them what he can do for them to accept him, that afternoon he is witness to a battle between Witchcraft and some DEMON agents, she is handling them easily when another one comes around the corner, she doesn't see him and he prepares to attack from behind (the churl) Chuck roars and jumps in front of the agent to save Witchcraft, the energy blast is ineffective against his scaly skin, wait?? Scaly?? When did that happen??

 

In horror he sees a reflection of himself and he has grown to about 7 feet tall, has green and white scaly skin and of all things an Alligator head.  At first, Witchcraft thinks he is an enemy and prepares a spell to take him out, then she notices the DEMON agent at the feet of this being.  Instead she cuts a spell of intention and learns of his noble attitude, she invites him to come join her and the other heroes.

 

He takes the name of Gatorade,,,

[death tribble]

While Amorkca's story is good I cannot forgive Gatorade.

 

Christopher names him after Sobek which I fully get. And so he wins.

 

What did I name him ? Croc. But most people know him as Steve. He works in a massage parlour as the bouncer. If he throws you out you can't come back in. As the door is enchanted so the entrance/exit is in a different place if someone is thrown out.

[Christopher]

While Amorkca's story is good I cannot forgive Gatorade.

 

Christopher names him after Sobek which I fully get. And so he wins.

I got nothing to post again.

[Clonus]

http://www.deviantart.com/art/grim-superhero-V-131637832

 

[Christopher]

http://www.deviantart.com/art/grim-superhero-V-131637832

 

Her design reminds me of the Starcraft Protoss (those spehrical things on the armor. Those things comming out of her head reminds me of the Khala connection) so I guess I roll with that idea.

 

The Eidolons are not your typical alien species, mainly because they are not a single species at all but still quite easy to identify. The original species early on developed a technique to connect the subconsciousness of Individuums via cybernetic implants - the antenna comming out of thier brains/heads. This resulted in them becomming a semi-collective: Shared subconscious, but still individuals. Able to understand each other instrictively, yet not loose themself.

The have peacefully existed for centuries. They allowed any person of any species to join thier ranks, resulting in them becomming not quite a single species anymore. Them allowing the smartest and the outcast of every race into thier fold allowed thier scientific knowledge to skyrocket. However such knowledge breeds envy and they had to maintain a strong Military to halt invasions of thier few colonised planets. They never had any ambition besides existing and not getting disturbed in thier entire history. Until now.

 

Recently there has been a drastical change in ther behavior:

They have grown more a lot more agressive and imperialistic. They have not yet resorted to forcefully integrating anybody (as far as is known), but species near them feel more uneasy every day with thier actions. It is unknown what brought on this change, but many asume they might have allowed to many of an agressive species into thier fold, resulting in thier shared mind becomming "tainted" with agressive emotions. Or maybe thier subconsciousness fell under the sway of a telepath.

In either case they are now a menace to be looked out for.

 

Silium was an advanced scout of the Eidolons send to earth, to scout out potential for invasion. However due to the super population she quickly got "stuck" on this backwater planet: Earth can't be easily invaded and might even be an issue for further expansion. She was active as a villainess for some time until something happened:

The antenna comming out of her head - the connection to the shared subconsciousness - were damaged, reducing the influence of the semi-collective on her personality drastically. And she suddenly realised that something was definitely not right with her people.

 

Since then she renamed herself to Salvation and joined the hero side of the Superpopulation, to make up for previous misdeeds. However her true focus remains on saving th Eidolons from whatever has taken hold of them. But she is not yet sure how to go about it:

She can't approach thier planets or even fleets, without risk of becomming affected again.

Enemies of the Eidolons hunt her.

Even the Eidolons themself hunt her, seeing her as traitor and security risk.

And there is the whole thing that she used to be a villainess.

 

But Sillium/Salvation won't give up. She knows that deep in thier heart, her people depend on her to cut out whatever has affected her people. The future of the Eidolons depends on her, one of the few remaining free members unaffected by the taint.

[Clonus]

Well the only response wins.  Fortunately it was good.  

[Christopher]

Well the only response wins.  Fortunately it was good.  

Thanks

 

This time I might have something around. Back in WW2 the alies made some photo mockups of how Hitler might disguise himself:

This might in part be based on how they changed those images, but I found his face looks actually pretty bland and nondescript without his usual beard.

 

That made me wonder:

If all these faces really existed in a super world, who would they be?

What is thier story?

Do they have any connection with the original owner of this face? Any connection with one another?

[Amorkca]

Brothers from Different Mothers

 

He is a limited shapeshifter, his eye shape remains the same but his eye colour can change!  He is a petty thief and operates in six different cities in the Tri-State area. 

[BoloOfEarth]

Despite the thickness of the concrete walls, the booming of Russian artillery could still be heard.  In fact, for several minutes it was the only sound in the bunker as Hitler stared the small glass ball resting on a wire stand in the middle of the table.  Embedded deep inside the glass ball was a tiny blue shape, somewhat like a pyramid with its five separate points nearly touching the outside of the globe.

 

[This was found outside Giza, just before the war?]* the Fuhrer asked.     (*Translated from German)

 

The army officer standing to the left side of the table nodded.  [Yes, sir.  A perceptive soldier saw it drop from the satchel of a brash American archeologist while running away from our troops.  You recall that unfortunate business with the Ark.  We believe he may have found it in one of the buried temples.]

 

The supreme commander of Germany nodded and turned to the other, smaller man standing to the right side of the table.  [Describe the workings of the globe.]

 

The scientist swallowed nervously.  [Herr Reichert believes that the inner crystalline structure acts as a very powerful and efficient battery, storing the electrical impulses that make up the human mind.]  He shrugged one shoulder.  [i theorize that it goes beyond that, storing the very soul and even some physical essence of a person.  Else, why would Herr Bruner's face have altered to mimic that of the one already trapped inside the globe, when Bruner unwittingly activated it?]

 

[it stores this safely?  For how long?]

 

[From our questioning of this supposed Egyptian pharaoh who took over Herr Bruner's body, the mind inside does not appear to appreciably degrade.  We do not have an exact date, but he went into the globe at least four millennia ago.]  The scientist tried a smile, but his terror made it look more like a rictus.  [so I do not believe long-term storage should be an issue.]  He dropped the smile when he saw no answering smile on Hitler's face.

 

[And how does it work?]

 

The scientist looked confused.  [i just explained that, my fuhrer.  The inner crystalline structure...]

 

[No, you fool.  How does one get... stored inside?  And then get back out later?]

 

[Ah, activation.  Yes, well, you can see that the points of the structure are each close to the outer surface of the globe.  If you place a thumb or finger at each point, the nerves at your fingertips apparently complete a circuit.  The transfer of mind and... essence begins immediately and takes but a few seconds.  Once complete, the crystalline structure will glow slightly, a light blue.  The body falls into a coma, though it can be revived by re-establishing the circuit the same way and transferring the person back out.]  He paused.  [Really, it is a miracle that Herr Bruner accidentally activated it.  It is not a natural way to hold the globe.]

 

[And the person inside can be then put into the body of another?]

 

[Yes, sir.  That is exactly what happened to Herr Bruner.  Unfortunately, Bruner's mind was... purged or overwritten by the one inside the globe.]

 

The booming of artillery stopped momentarily, but hope that it was at an end was fleeting.  More likely, the Russians were advancing and the shelling of the city would begin anew, closer and louder.

 

[Very good work, herr doctor.  You are dismissed.]  The scientist nearly ran from the room in relief, his two SS escorts following behind.  Hitler nodded once at one of the SS men, who smiled back grimly before exiting the room.  The door had just closed when a gunshot on the other side rang out, followed closely by two more.  [We cannot have loose lips, can we gentlemen?]  He reached for the globe.  [Now, you all have your orders.  We had best get this done before the Russians or Americans get too close.]  One by one, he placed his fingers at the points of the pyramid...

 

- - - -

 

The globe was smuggled out of Berlin and onto a U-boat bound for South America.  There, a Nazi loyalist was the first of many to serve as host for the Reichmaster, as he is now known.  Thus far, he has had 5 new host bodies (transferring out as one becomes badly injured or deathly ill, and into a new healthy body), thanks to his faithful agents. 

 

Some in the international intelligence community think the Reichmaster is a mere boogeyman; after all, they have proof that Hitler died in the bunker (although nobody really believes the suicide bit).  Tests on that body were conclusive.  So the sightings over the decades in Buenos Aires, or Jakarta, or Dallas, or elsewhere, must all be either near look-alikes, or products of plastic surgery.  Right?

[Christopher]

Sorry Amorkca, but your contribution was way to much on the stubby side. I am not even sure it counts at all.

 

Anyway, BoloOfEarth clearly won this round and has the next pic(ture).

[BoloOfEarth]

Here's someone to have fun with.

 

[Christopher]

Here's someone to have fun with.

 

The steampower connection is obvious, but I somehow lacked any good ideas about that area of fictional material. So I tried to find a way to make Steampunk tech nessesary/feasible for a modern setting.

And just now I remembered the the game "Conflicts" (yes, that is exactly how it is spelled). The premise is that Leonardo Da Vinci found Metamater in his later alchemical experiments. Metamater can be farmed from the common hen's egg. It allows stuff like Antigravity, FTL travel and synthesizing any other mater (except mayonnaise). The end result is Steampunk Space battles between empires fought back in the 1700's.

 

Here is my take on this:

The Egg Timer used to be a normal maker of mechanical clocks, until he stumbeled upon the secret of Total Egg Coversion (short TEC). He was able to harness the power quite well into a set of semingly impossible steampunkt-esque gear. As he process is grounded in alchemical mechanics it defies any understanding of science and has so far prooven impossible to replicate in a laboratory or using more advanced technology. You have to use Steampunk gear and other simple stuff or it just will not work.

The abreviation TEC leads to him being called "The Egg Clock" by people who want to get a rise out of him. He really hates that name, but won't change his official name to something less similar either.

[death tribble]

Here's someone to have fun with.

 

The Difference Engineer

 

He comes from a different time line where the first computer was developed by Charles Babbage, the Difference Engine. And he was one of the people who worked on it until the time line was altered by an American who would insist that it never worked and that Americans developed the first computers including preposterously computers in the home. So now The Difference Engineer has come to restore balance and make the timeline what it was. This computer tech can knock out modern tech which renders most battlesuits useless which confirms his theory that his timeline was the correct one and the current one is the right one.

[phoenix240]

I'm really pleased this thread is continuing and had so many great entries.