Evernaught City RP

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Evernaught City RP

Evernaught City RP

 

You never meant to move here. Beneath the facade of the bustling work city you live in, there lies a plague: a plague of crime. In the stone labyrinth that is Evernaught city, five vigilantes have risen up to take on the crime.

The vigilantes don't have superpowers, aren't even all perfect. They wear masks. They have code names. They fight crime. The similarities to superheroes stop there.

Seven people can join. The positions are:

5 vigilantes

2 main villains

 

RULES:

No superpowers under any circumstances.

No OPness or impossile tech (like invisibility cloaks, none of that).

 

Name: Willomena Zora Bartholomew

Name as a "superhero": Will o' Wisp

WILL POST REST LATER 

submitted by Brookeira
(September 11, 2016 - 9:46 am)

How about just some (regular) tasers and a (weak) forcefield thingie?

submitted by Starbringer
(September 14, 2016 - 5:59 pm)
submitted by OK, that's fine
(September 15, 2016 - 7:48 am)

FINALLY! Okay, I only have a few minutes so I'll do this quickly. 

Name: Skylar Arseneau

Name as a "villian": The Nightrunner

Appearance: Long, wavy auburn hair hidden beneath a hooded black sweatshirt, dark grey leggings, belt going across her chest (see weapons), wears black mid-calf length boots made out of a special light (weightwise) material. Has distrusting, sly green eyes that seem to see right through people. Slim, but strong and fast.

Personality: Sneaky and sly, she has a dark sense of humor. She seems to be everywhere at once- if you are look away for just a moment, she'll disappear, many times reappearing right behind you and scaring you out of your skin. And her poisoned daggers are not joke- if she senses for a moment that you are not telling the truth, concealing something, she'll have one out immediately, and keep it out until you break and tell her the truth. And she is quite the athlete. She trains every day, jumping out of trees and swinging from bars high up in the air, dive rolling. She can even run sideways along walls for several seconds without falling, which takes incredible balance. Lots of parkour stuff. And she is a super fast runner.

Weapons: A cross-chest belt with six tiny sheaths containing poison-coated daggers that can be thrown or held, both ways deadly. That's really the only weapon weapon she has. Her feet and fists, parkour skills, logical wits, all that's described in Personality do the rest. BTW, tell me if this is too many advantages for her. I was also thinking of making her afraid of one thing- snakes, which would be a disadvantage.

 

submitted by Leafpool
(September 15, 2016 - 1:18 pm)

Yes, make her afraid of snakes! Then Shaia could use her snakes against her and have an advantage. Can I make a second charrie? 

AHH! Rilla says udrg. Drug? This baby is getting dan-ger-ous! 

submitted by Alexandra
(September 15, 2016 - 8:00 pm)

Ooooh! could you give her dark eyes that are almost black!? Oh, and howbout flowing black hair! I just love creating villains!

submitted by S.Z, age 8, CA
(September 24, 2016 - 3:13 pm)

Hi, sorry I couldn't post this Friday, I was busy. Here it is. Please top, and someone post.

Name: Saana Inking

Name as a "superhero": Ummmm... Maybe she doesn't have one for now. You will see why.

Appearance: Short, with black hair in a braid that turns red at the tips. Really thin, quick and agile, but not super strong. Looks somewhat hispanic. Wears black.

Personality: Ok, let's add some drama. So she used to be a villian, a really bad one, but one of her plots went badly and she was caught. Some "superheroes" decided that she could help them by giving some insight on how a villain thinks so that they could stop them in the future. She only agreed when she realized they would probably kill her if she didn't. So she grudgingly came along with them, under a constant death threat if she tried anything against them. She is disagreeable and likes to make things difficult for people. She also has a short temper and is generally disliked among the other heroes, who don't trust her, and hated by the other villians who think her a traitor, even though none of the villians are even on a team.

Weapons: Two small daggers and a staff. Enough to defend herself and attack a few people, but not enough to escape.

submitted by The Riddler
(September 17, 2016 - 4:41 pm)

TOP! Can we start now, Brookeira?

submitted by Cockleburr
(September 21, 2016 - 4:54 pm)
submitted by Let's start!
(September 21, 2016 - 9:01 pm)

Sorry, I always happen to be late.

NAME: Gem 

AGE: 11

PERSONALITY: Hardworking, silent when she can be(it's the best way to hear secrets)

OCUPATION: Works for a cleaning company(hoping someone can find a way to get herr invovled. EX:kiddnapping, acidental message.....etc.)

APPEARANCE: Casual clothing, usually has a gem clip in her hair.

WEAPONS: She takes martail arts. 

OTHER: she always happens to be there when a secret is being told. When they look at her they think, she won't listen

submitted by UNSUSPCTINGSTRYTLLR
(September 22, 2016 - 8:24 am)

Name: Andrew Marquiner

Name as a "villain": Rex

Appearance: Blond hair in a crew cut, tall and wiry. Wears a olive-green jacket and black jeans and army boots, and a weather-resistant belt.

Personality: Jokes around a lot, sarcastic and funny, but with a serious dark side. Don't underestimate him; he would kill you in a heartbeat if he thought you were a threat. Also very good at parkour athletics. Smart and clever.

Weapons: Twin knives, sheathed in his belt. He polishes them daily.

Extra: His disadvantage – he's terrified of heights.  

submitted by Zeus, Idaho
(September 22, 2016 - 2:35 pm)

Willomena~

The man slammed his fist into the teenager's face. The teen crumpled, groaning, and the man smirked. He raised his fist once more, only to see a small smoking ball roll by.

"What the-"

In a burst, the alley was full of smoke. The man coughed, groping blindly for the teen.

He reeled as a hand grabbed him by the hair, stumbling as a small figure landed on his back. The person clapped a white-gloved hand over his mouth, and he caught a whiff of chloroform oozing from it. He collapsed on the spot.

After a minute, his attacker was finished tying him up. She smiled under her pure white mask of one-way fabric, allowing her to see out but letting no one see her face.

The teen boy looked at her in awe. She turned and waved before throwing another smoke bomb.

He ran after her, yelling, but she had vanished. All he found was a small post-it-note on the alley wall:

Will o' Wisp, at your service.

 

~~~

The next day, Willomena Zora Bartholomew was at her public high school when she ran into... 

submitted by We're Starting!
(September 22, 2016 - 4:41 pm)

~Lyra

i pass willomena in the hall, grinning to myself i slip her a note

nice job with the thug, i saw it on the news ~Spark 

i continue down the hall. she was one of the best of us, but i was up there too. last week i had taken out a whole street gang that had been mugging people left and right. they never knew what hit them

submitted by DRAGON, age 15, the library
(September 22, 2016 - 6:28 pm)

Zandibar~

I walk up behind Willowmena and tap her shoulder. She turns swiftly, before realizing I'm no threat. It's hard, being a vigilante. I nod respectfully, murmuring so that only she can hear,

"I heard about last night. Nice job. Very clean." She smirks slightly and mutters,

"You know me. I don't like mess."

I glance sidways at a girl standing a bit too close nearby. Her name excapes me, I think it's Jewel, or Gem, or something. But she's clearly not listening to our conversation, and anyway, we could be talking about anything, judging by our words. I turn back to Willowmena and ask,

"Can you come on patrol with me tonight? I know yesterday was your turn, but we should probably double our watch for a few days until this cools down. Who knows what they'll try next."

She chews her lip, considuring. "I don't know, I'll have to think about it," she finally responds, "I might be wanted for testifiying to the police about what happened." She rolls her eyes. I flick my eyes over at the girl nearby again. She seems to be twiddling a hairclip with a gem on it, but you never know who could be eavesdropping.

The bell rings and everyone rushes to their next period. I feel my phone buzz in my pocket and I stealthily pull it out. The message says:

Skylock, emergancy @ Bowtie Cinima! Get there asap. Vigilanties have been informed. -Police HQ

I sigh, then head to my locker for my Skylock clothing. Another chemistry lesson I'll have to make up. 

submitted by Cockleburr
(September 22, 2016 - 7:30 pm)

Wow thanks for including me! Oh and I am kinda glad that I'm back to non-super-hyper-me. Yeah, it back to normal. Well mabye there's still a little HYPERNESS in me. (See?)

~Gem

I see the two classmates whispering in the hallway, theyv'e been up to something for months! But I still can't put my finger on it! Then I sigh. Get it together Gem! You're the outcast only wishing for a more exiting life! You can't let the books you always are reading get to you. Speaking of books, Mom caught me reading last night, AND of corse she took the book and threw it in the trash. Now I have to pay the Library. AGAIN. Solution 1) Take on ANOTHER extra job. Solution 2) Don't take library books home. I head to science. Chiri the meadow lark(yes I seem to come up with voices of what animals are saying in my head) seems to thing it's called SKYence. Yeah I talk my worries out to animals. Any way, Mr. Honsil has us practice formulas for sand. Kinda interesting. But for a reason unknown to me, when I try to create the sand, a blue rocklike thing forms instead. I can feel the others looking at me. I furiosly blame myself for getting whatever it was wrong. Mistake 1 of the day!....... 

submitted by UNSUSPCTINGSTRYTLLR
(September 22, 2016 - 8:28 pm)

Willomena~

Willomena grinned and waved as Zandibar and Lyra left. She then smiled casually at Gem, hopefully disspelling any suspicions.

As Will walked home, she heard a clanging in the alley near the cleaning company. She turned and saw a dark shape dragging a girl with a gem hairclip into an alley...

Gem.

Gem was unconscious. Willomena pulled her hoodie and shirt off, revealing her costume beneath. She pulled her belt, gloves, and cape out of the secret compartment of her backpack and followed silently into the alley.

This was no ordinary street thug. He was quickly recognizable.

Rex.

Will o' Wisp whispered into her walkie-talkie. "Zand-er, Skylock, get over here. In costume. I think Rex just kidnapped that Gem chick."

submitted by Brookeira/Willomena
(September 23, 2016 - 8:11 am)