Golden Age: 7000000 Superior Human Beings

[Squall Leonhart]

...wait. War, your character has the same freaking last name as MY character. Did you even read everyone else's bios? Change your last name, please.

Don't get so angry at him, 9! You guys could be long lost siblings and high-five after every battle and discuss daddy issues and ooh there's so much plot here.

[Meta-Mind]

...wait. War, your character has the same freaking last name as MY character. Did you even read everyone else's bios? Change your last name, please.

What's the problem with that? First, you're automatically assuming you'll get in even though we have eight or nine people signed up. Second, I don't see any issue with two characters having the same last name, even if they both get in. also you could secretly be siblings that'd be cool

[Kiwi]

In real life, people can have the same last name and have no relation.

Therefore, there is no problem here.

[9kirby99]

Okay, okay, I overreacted. I just wouldn't want any confusion happening, you know? And since I had signed up before him...

But Kiwi's right. It's fine.

[TheMightyBox]

Spoiler: Let's play, try and find the hidden pun. 

Name: Flint Collins
Alias: Lockjaw
Username: TheMightyBox
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Powers: His skin has the properties of metal, making it extremely durable, with a secondary of slightly enhanced strength needed in order to lift and carry his metal self.
Appearance: A tall, burly, and anatomically incorrect muscular man with dark skin and orange hair. His super get up consists of a long brown trenchcoat with a fiery design near the hem, an orange tank top, camouflage cargo pants with lots of pockets, a belt with even more pockets, military grade boots and giant goggles with limited scoping ability and night vision. His civilian clothes have him ditch the goggles and replace them with a beenie to hide his hair, and turning his coat inside out (for it is secretly double-sided) to reveal a boring black trenchcoat which he buttons up.
Personality: Flint is, at his very basis, anarchist and antiestablishment. He holds more faith in vigilante superheroism than an ordered system created to keep special people in line and in the UN's palms. He also opposes the glamourous and fame-ridden image that superheros project and the public endorses, and would much prefer a thanked but not celebrated attitude, if only because more villains end up created this way. Nevertheless, he puts up with the system because it allows him to help people, which is his most basic goal. Flint rarely lets his emotions get the better of him, and is humble in his edgisity, and is good at working on a team when needed.
Backstory: Flint's mother ate a irradiated pineapple while she was pregnant. Don't laugh this is serious. She died shortly after Flint was born and Flint was left with only his father for a guardian. However, after his wife's death, Flint's father grew into a rut of depression and began simultaneously drinking and shutting everything around him out. He lashed out a few times at Flint, but as he aged his skin grew impervious to these attacks and his heart, the same. He ran from his father as a young teenager and has become a licensed superhero three times and had his license revoked twice (on account of trying to incorporate guns into his arsenal and accidentally and unnecessarily killing his villains a multitude of times), he has one last chance to try and be a superhero before his license is revoked permanently.

[Kiwi]

And here is my character, for I am Kiwi hear me RP.

Spoiler: Pronghorn 

Name: Aaron Alvarado

Alias: Pronghorn

Username: Kiwi

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Powers: Aaron has SUPER LEGS, which allow for him to run up to 65 mph (Roughly 105 kilometers per hour for you METRICS) and kick quite hard. His secondary power is a ludicrous amount of stamina.

Appearance: Aaron Alvarado looks like an unassuming Latin American young adult, with tan skin, dark brown hair in a crew cut, and brown eyes. He's about average in height, and is pretty physically fit. Generally, Aaron likes to dress comfortably, sticking with simple t-shirts, jeans, and when it's cold out, sweatshirts.

As Pronghorn, he wears a dark tan mask with white markings that resembles a luchador mask, and has a pair of black lenses covering the eyes, and a pair of small, horn-like pieces of metal jutting from the forehead. The rest of the costume is a dark tan suit, again with white markings. On his chest is a white emblem resembling a stylized pronghorn antelope's head. He also wears white gloves and black boots.

Personality: Aaron is, obviously, quite heroic, with a great sense of right and wrong. He's generally upbeat and optimistic, always trying to look on the bright side of situations. He often tries to be funny, and fails miserably. His most defining feature, however, is the fact that he will never, ever give up. To the point where it's detrimental to his health, in fact.

His interests include jogging, Quentin Tarantino movies, and fighting crime.

Backstory: Aaron was born in New Cleveland, raised in New Cleveland, and will likely die in New Cleveland, perhaps at the hand of some sort of interdimensional-super being. Raised by two loving parents, he had a normal childhood. He had normal friends, went to normal school, and really just lived a quiet, peaceful life. When he went through puberty, his powers started to appear, but seeing as they were kind of low-tier, never considered being a superhero. Instead, he just joined the track team in high school.

That all changed, though. Long story short, his best friend was killed by a car thief, and because of that event he decided to kick crime's ass.

...Now that I think of it, he should've been named THE MANTELOPE.

[Snickerway]

Spoiler: It's less wacky this time... slightly. 

Name: Eliott Bradley

Alias: Captain Super Ultra Turbo Amazing Man (or just Captain Man)

Username: Snickerway

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Powers: Captain Man's power is a random, standard superhero power, which changes daily at midnight. He also has ONE WEAKNESS... which is also random. If he comes into contact with his current weakness, it nullifies his power until five minutes after he escapes its influence. I'll decide his power and weakness via RNG whenever needed. At the beginning of the RP, his power is Water Control/Underwater Breathing, and his weakness is Greco-Roman architecture. (Also, Kiwi, if you want to see the master list, tell me and I'll PM you it.)

Appearance: Captain Man is a pretty average-looking guy, with medium-length, messy blonde hair, a short beard, and the muscle mass of an amateur athlete. His superhero costume is a brightly-colored, striped jumpsuit. Its color scheme and chest logo change based on his power. (Currently, it's blue with dark blue highlights, with an H2O molecule as a logo.) He's also got a diamond mask that he seems to wear all the time. His civilian clothes are whatever he happens to have on hand at the time, usually a battered t-shirt, jeans, and sandals.

Personality: If Captain Man really cared about anything, it'd be quite a surprise. He's spent his life constantly aloof, without any strong opinions, or motivation to do anything beyond mess around, and gaining super powers certainly won't change that. Sure, he'll help people, but that doesn't mean has has to be serious all the time, or any of the time, for that matter. Putting no effort into anything generally isn't a very productive lifestyle, but he's a superhero now, and superheroes don't need jobs, right? Right???????
In reality, though, this is all just a facade. Captain Man is unexceptional, inexperienced, and fully aware that he'll probably be the first to get gunned down. He'd rather be anything but a superhero, and would gladly give up all his powers to someone more competent.

Backstory: Captain Man doesn't have dead parents. He isn't the last member of an alien race. He wasn't the victim of clandestine government experimentation. He doesn't have money, or fame, or connections. He wasn't hardened by years of training in the Congo. He doesn't have super alien intelligence. He's just a guy, a guy who grew up in a comfortable suburban household and only even bothers to exercise because his mother would absolutely flip out if he neglected it. He jokes around, but he knows he's not ready for this superhero business, and it terrifies him. He applied to the Seven in the hopes that, with some allies, that he wouldn't eventually be kidnapped by sleazy goons and forced to rob banks, or worse.

[Kiwi]

Oh my god, Snicks.

Ok, listen. I write and draw my own comic books starring my own superheroes. That's why I'm making this RP in the first place, because I really love doing it.

Anyway, recently (as in a week or two ago), I drew up a draft for a comic about a guy whose name was Power Hour. Basically, he had the exact same powers as your character, Snicks. And because of that, I love you and also suspect you are breaking into my house at night to steal my ideas.

But if you want to get in you'll need a different alias, or just shorten it to Captain Man (I actually like it). Please do, because I really want you in this.

[SSBBrawler]

Spoiler: Why not? 

Name: Author Randells
Alias: Swordsman
Username: SSBBrawler
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Powers: He is incredibly agile, able to jump several stories in a bound, and can climb nearly any surface. He also has incredible skill with his katana, able to perform the quickest of attacks and the most powerful of blocks. His katana is made of a special metal that is nearly unbreakable and, thus, can slice nearly anything. It is also fairly long, about three feet in length. He's not the most durable of heroes, but he doesn't need to be, preferring to evade attacks rather than take them head on.
Appearance:

• Author has fiery-red hair that is cut short enough so that none of it can flop around, but still long enough that it isn't bristly to the touch. His dark blue eyes have a spark to them, showing an inner determination to enforce justice. He's fairly tall, a little over 6' 4". Despite being limber enough to be agile, his muscles are well-developed everywhere on his body, since they are in constant use from the acrobatics he performs on the job. Prefers to wear baggy clothes, which make him look deceptively fragile, keeping up a pretty good disguise when he's off-duty.
• Swordsman wears a close-fitting black uniform. His boots are fighting boots tailored to be durable at the same time being lightweight and maneuverable. His top and pants have golden trims around them, outlining what would be the armor of a plate suit armor. His helmet covers the face entirely, sleek and exudes "cool." The helmet has a sturdy cover made of strong, transparent material so that he can see out, but no one can see in, large enough so that he has a wide range of view.

Personality: Prefers to keep to himself and is quite stoic. Even in fights, he prefers fighting alone, but acknowledges that allies are sometimes necessary. His sense of justice is strong, but he creates his own definition of justice. It is not a twisted sense of justice, though, as he largely turns in many criminals to the police, but he oftentimes chooses to kill any serious criminal, or any that might cause repeated danger to the city. He can act rashly if he feels that the criminal will escape, often ignoring orders from superiors.
Backstory: Growing up in the ritzy part of New Cleveland, Author always had enjoyed reading quietly in the library. Or rather, he believed that it was normal. Truth-be-told, he was rather asocial, having few friends. If his parents had made him join a local kendo club, it would be likely that he would have no friends at all. However, joining the kendo club was ultimately a regrettable experience. At the time of joining, he was quickly able to become the top of the class as his inner-powers awakened. Many students disdained him because of this, but several were still willing to be friends with him. One of these was a girl named Hikaru, the daughter of the kendo instructor.
They were close friends, sharing a love for reading. They would often spend hours on end in the library, reading and discussing books.
As the years passed, Author found himself having to drift away from Hikaru as his powers developed further and he had to avoid most physical activities in order to stay unsuspicious as the government required him to register as a hero. He remains friends with Hikaru, but misses the days where they could spend time together. At times, he wishes to just lose his powers altogether and return to a normal life.

((note for Kiwi, should I make it into the RP, you would be allowed to control Hikaru, but I would prefer you clear certain details with me first (unless it's for a non-character-specific story purpose)))

[Captain Panda]

ah yes, the good old backstory NPCs. I have to say, it'll be pretty tough choosing (except for captain man, he does sound awesome)

also, you draw superhero comics? Is it possible that we can see a sample?

[Snickerway]

Oh my god, Snicks.

Ok, listen. I write and draw my own comic books starring my own superheroes. That's why I'm making this RP in the first place, because I really love doing it.

Anyway, recently (as in a week or two ago), I drew up a draft for a comic about a guy whose name was Power Hour. Basically, he had the exact same powers as your character, Snicks. And because of that, I love you and also suspect you are breaking into my house at night to steal my ideas.

But if you want to get in you'll need a different alias, or just shorten it to Captain Man (I actually like it). Please do, because I really want you in this.

RUN ZONGO THEY'RE ON TO US
(wow geez first i accidentally stole arks table thing and now this)

Anywho, yeah, I'd just been intending to use Captain Super Ultra Turbo Amazing Man as a one-off gag and refer to him as Captain Man/Eliott/whatever the rest of the time, so that works out.

[Aquinas]

Application ahoy!

Spoiler: The Blue Wonder 

Name: Tanner Gaines

Alias: Blue Wonder

Username: Aquinas

Age: 34

Gender: Male

Powers: His primary superpower is super-strength (not nearly on the level of, say, Superman, but a step above Captain America – lifting a building would be out of the question, but he could lift a car with relative ease) with the ability to fly as a secondary power. This flight has limits, however; he can only fly about 30 mph (not taking into account wind level), and it takes a good deal of mental concentration to maintain his position in the air, which makes airborne combat rather difficult and draining.

Appearance: Tall, with a bulky, muscled build. His face has a certain rugged attractiveness, with a dark tan from his work on the farm. His blond crew cut is speckled with grey, which, coupled with his weary smile, make him appear older than he actually is. His wardrobe tends to consist of a t-shirt and jeans, or a plaid denim shirt and slacks when he feels like dressing up. His costume is simple and old-fashioned, modeled on the super-suits of the heroes he grew up reading about; a blue one-piece jumpsuit streaked with white, with a stylized white W in the center. His cape is a cooler, deeper shade of blue than the rest of his uniform, and only extends slightly below his waist to prevent its interfering with his crime-fighting exploits. His mask is a simple domino shape, the same color as his cape.

Personality: Shy and rather quiet, but not a pushover by any definition. He is, in fact, rather stubborn when forced into a corner. Despite this he is quite sweet, and has a deep love for his wife and daughter. In his civilian persona he is a soft-spoken man, not witty or charismatic but charmingly warm, with a friendly, tired smile. He is neither a genius nor a dimwit, just a simple, solid, loyal friend. In his superhero persona he is a bit more dramatic and “theatrical”, as befits his image of what a superhero “should be”. Perhaps the theatricality of superheroics is part of what drew him in, as he’s always had a love and appreciation for the arts despite his understated personality.

Backstory: Tanner was born in a small Texas town into a large extended family of farmers. His strength didn’t manifest until he was about 14, and his flight didn’t develop for another three years. Embarassed and somewhat frightened, Tanner kept his powers a secret from his family, until he heard the reports of other people who had been… changed. People who used their powers to do more than herd cattle and bale hay. Heroes. He could do that.

He donned a simple mask and starting performing small acts of justice – breaking up a fight between a few drunken comboys, preventing an arson at a local restaurant. Soon the reports of a masked, blue-jeans wearing avenger began to get around, and the local press dubbed him, “The Blue Wonder”. Taking inspiration from the heroes of his childhood cartoons, he put together a costume and adopted the moniker which the press had bestowed on him, becoming the first superhero of Texas.

Five years passed, and Tanner was happily married to his sweetheart, math teacher Martha Lane. He was working as a drama teacher at the local middle school, and the Blue Wonder (now an officially licensed public servant) was a well-loved county hero. All was right with the world.

Ten more years passed. Tanner now had a six-year old daughter, and the Blue Wonder was as beloved as ever. But Tanner was unhappy. He was getting slower, weaker. His powers weren’t effortless anymore – now he had to focus all the time, lest he slip in concentration and make a fatal flaw. He felt old, far older than his thirty-two years, and life had lost its zest. He decided a change of scenery might be just the ticket. And so, with the support of his wife, the Blue Wonder and his family migrated to the unfamiliar concrete jungle of New Cleveland, where Tanner pursued his college education and the Blue Wonder struggled to find his place in the world.

[Kiwi]

HOW AM I ONLY SUPPOSED TO CHOOSE 6 OF YOU PEOPLE.

What are you doing guys SERIOUSLY?

Ok so yeah, deadline is Wednesday or whenever Meta get his app in.

[Jeff Andonuts]

I guess I'll leave my application, though I doubt I'll get in.

Spoiler: Application 

Name: Jane Evans

Alias: Number Nine

Username: Jeff Andonuts

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Powers: Nine uses her voice as a sonic weapon. The high-power sound waves she generates can incapacitate an opponent, physically or psychologically. At an extremely high volume, it can act as a brown note.
The main drawback to this being that she experiences the full effects of her ability, which can incapacitate her if she's not careful.
She has very limited telepathy to compensate for her lack of a voice.

Appearance: Jane has pale skin, bright copper hair, and grey eyes. As Nine, she wears a black shirt with a white '9' on it under a green coat, and a white half mask which covers the lower half of her face.

Personality: Jane is very introverted. While she can and does relate to and engage in conversation with others, she has no desire to: she does not have an inherent need for human interaction.
When she does interact with people, she is often pragmatic and logical, offering a point of view based only on facts. She dislikes the use of metaphor, insisting on being as literal as possible.
While she is often cynical, she is genuinely optimistic, and she believes in good over evil.
Her interests consist of music, in which her diverse tastes range from classic rock to electronic music, literature, and television, especially forensic drama and American situation comedies.

Backstory: Jane was born in England, and raised in a relatively normal household. Initially diagnosed with autism at the age of 4, she was completely silent for almost her entire childhood. She first used her voice at the age of 9, while under speech therapy.
No one ever asked her to speak again.
At 12, she began to realise her telepathy, and she began to develop socially. Initially reluctant to admit the anomaly of her voice, the few she had confided in convinced her that her ability could be use for the pursuit of justice.
At the age of 16, she registered as a superhero. She chose the alias 'Number Nine' after the Beatles' avant-garde composition, 'Revolution 9', which in a fit of humour she deemed to be as cacophonous as her own voice.

[Super Homestario Bros]

I realize this is late but I didn't get a chance to send it in yesterday so HERE WE GO

Spoiler: my computer seriously tried to autocorrect Cptian to Patrician 

Name: Miriam Head
Alias: Geo
Username: Super Homestario Bros
Age: 18
Gender: F
Powers: Rock and Metal control.
Appearance: Miriam is half-Caucasian (on her mom's side) and half-African American (on her dad's side). She has thigh-length brown hair and brown eyes to match, along with glasses with thick, black rims. She is 5' 2" (a little under 160 cm) and has an average build for her age. As a civilian, she usually wears jeans and orange-colored t-shirts. Her costume consists of a very dark green bandana that she wears as a headband, sports-goggle style glasses, a very dark green t-shirt with a camo G on it, camo cargo pants, and combat boots.
Personality: Miriam is a gentle, laid-back person who has a strong sense of morals and a willingness to help others, but she is also very, very cautious. That gentle, laid-back, cautious part ceases to apply when she's fangirling over Captain Chrome. She is very intelligent, especially when it comes to geology and archaeology. She is also very proud of her powers.
Backstory: Miriam was born in Trenton, New Jersey to Bella (née Goodwin) and Paul Head. She grew up in a poor-but-not-nessecarily-ghetto area of town, and from the age of 8 idolized Captain Chrome, a local superhero. At the age of 12, she started to develop her powers rather suddenly by accidentally causing one of the walls of the lunchroom to crumble down. Because of this, her parents decided to move north to New Cleavland, New Jersey (a city so nice it's doubly new, I guess?) to finish her education. In her sophomore year of highschool she met a boy named Andrew Barlow, and the two of them bonded over their love for archaeology. The two of them started dating, and Miriam was desperately trying to keep her powers a secret from Andrew. Eventually, she came clean, and Andrew didn't seem to mind. She graduated from high school and moved out almost right away.

[Kiwi]

Ok I'm gonna ask you guys' opinion on something.

Should I keep my guy's name as Pronghorn, or make it El Berrendo. Which is Spanish. For "The Pronghorn".

[Squall Leonhart]

Yo prefiero el Berrendo. Está bueno.

[Captain Panda]

El burrito berrendo, as that sounds a lot more like a luchador. Just saying.

[Kiwi]

El Berrendo it is then.
And he shall make LUCHA JOKES.

I can see it now...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The burly villain turns his head, eyes glowing red, to face the new arrival. He twists the hook replacing his left hand, getting it into its proper position. Agitated by this stranger's unexpected appearance, he asks a simple question. "Who the hell are you?"

The stranger smirks beneath his mask, and puts his hands on his sides. He cocks his head to the right and averts his gaze from the muscular man before him. "Who I am," he replies, "is quite simple." As he speaks, the costumed man rushes at the villain. As the large beast of a man gets into a fighting stance, the vigilante stops short in front of his foe, before effortlessly putting him in a grappling hold.

The villain is confused. "You can't do this to me! I'm the Hook!"

The hero is not impressed. "Yes, you are. But that means nothing!" The hero lifts the much larger Hook over his head, before continuing, "For I am El Berreno! And I! AM!" El Berreno leans back, smashing the Hook's head into the concrete floor. "A LUCHADOR!"

[9kirby99]

El Berrendo is awesome, go with that. Plus, the name is a bit more clever.

[Meta-Mind]

I heard you needed a Badass Normal in here.

Spoiler: Requiem for a Hero 

Name: William S. Jackson
Alias: Requiem
Other Aliases: The Phantom, the Black Knight, "URK!"
Username: Meta-Mind
Age: Thirty.
Gender: Male
Powers: Requiem has no powers whatsoever. He makes up for it with insane skills in close combat, an extreme amount of practice with stealth techniques, and a massive arsenal of gadgets - most modified from his company's military R&D prototypes - at his disposal. These gadgets include Requiem's signature grapnel gun, night-vision binoculars, and razor-sharp gauntlet blades. To add on to this, his suit itself is a weapon - based on prototypes for military body armor, the Requiem suit is fireproof, heat resistant, electrically nonconductive, and can absorb the impact of many a punch or bullet. Requiem finishes off his armory with a utility belt, used to holster his more permanent gear as well as hold some of his... disposable toys, such as flashbang grenades, liquid cable canisters, smoke bombs, and calling cards.
Appearance: Requiem is always clad in a full-body black suit, with his emblem - the silhouette of a cloaked figure, meant to call to mind the Grim Reaper - in the center of his chest. He also wears a cape of the same color as his suit, made to catch the wind and inspire fear - though occasionally, he has been shown to fold his cape up for more difficult maneuvers. To top it all off, he wears a cowl and mask which conceal all of his features but his mouth, and covers his eyes with black lenses.
As Will Jackson, Requiem is usually found in standard business attire - dress shirt and pants, topped off with a sports jacket. He has rather handsome, charming features, but is nothing particularly remarkable except in terms of his sheer wealth.
Personality: Requiem is constantly paranoid, especially about supers and criminals. An event which occurred early in his life involving a superhuman criminal has left him with deep scars on his psyche. To add on to this, he puts on a completely different face for the cameras - as Will Jackson, he plays the part of a clueless billionaire playboy with no day job. The only place where he feels he can really be himself anymore is on the streets of New Cleveland, battling criminals as the Requiem.
Backstory: Originally born William Samuel Jackson, the Requiem grew up in a failing New Cleveland. The economy of the town was falling apart, and the first superhumans had just begun to reveal themselves in the nation. However, rich as Requiem's family was, he felt none of the effects of the economic collapse - in fact, it could be said he had a fairly happy childhood. One night, however, everything went wrong. On the way back from seeing a play at a theater, young William Jackson's parents were forced to take a shortcut through a district of New Cleveland notorious for its high crime rate. However, they were ambushed by the minor mugger James Clayborne, one of New Cleveland's first superhumans. By the time the police arrived, Clayborne was already gone, leaving a near-dead William curled up in the back of the car and both of his parents dead in the front.
This event traumatized young William Jackson for the rest of his life. Raised by his British butler Charles Baskerville, he was constantly retreating to his room, hiding in a shell of solitude. Young Jackson made few friends, preferring instead to stay in his room and read dark detective novels by the dim light of a nearby lamp.
At age twenty, William S. Jackson left New Cleveland and set out to travel the world. To his surprise, superhumans were equally prevalent everywhere - there was no place, no city, where he could escape them. During his journey, however, William Jackson experienced an event which gave his life an entirely new direction. Due to a long chain of events occurring about a year after he left home (which involved criminals, pastrami, and a hot-headed William accidentally pointing a gun at a superhuman policeman), the young Jackson heir returned to New Cleveland at age twenty-eight, now with seven years' worth of training in combat of all kinds.
At first, a still-idealistic William tried to help the police, or even teams of superhumans, to capture criminals. However, he was constantly laughed at and derided, told to stay out of the way and treated like a mere civilian. Eventually, William was fed up with the incompetence and corruption he saw in the justice system, which (among other things) allowed vigilante superheroes to roam the streets with nothing more than a cursory approval - and so, taking the law into his own hands, he decided to become a cloaked hero himself. Taking under his protection the southernmost district of New Cleveland, William S. Jackson used everything he had - his intensive combat training, his knowledge of detective work, and his access to his company's military research and development projects - to transform himself into a caped vigilante known as the Requiem. Granted an honorary superhero's license at age twenty-nine, Requiem's legend spread across the city, expanding as it went. In some districts it was said he could melt into shadow, in others that he was superhumanly strong and invulnerable. Some tales told of the Requiem as a near-divine figure, an angel of death and judgement, while others praised him as a low-level superhuman who used camouflage powers to his advantage.
Since he first took up crime-fighting, however, the Requiem has not done one thing: he has never revealed himself in public. He has never revealed his secret identity, he has never gone out in broad daylight, and he has never shown himself for more than a few moments to any but the most hardy of street criminals.
Until now.

[Kiwi]

Excellent.
Everyone, expect the RP to be up later today, after I decide on which six of you to take.

THIS IS GOING TO BE SO DIFFICULT.