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Silver City: All Four Colors of the World

Started by Elven Doritos, July 27, 2006, 10:59:35 PM

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Raelifin

Hero: Vramir "Dart" Konstantin[spoiler][/spoiler]
Real Name: Vramir Konstantin
Species: Human
Place of Birth: Russia (Europe)
Aliases: пÃ',¬ÃÂ¾ÃÂºÃÂ»Ã'Ã''šÃÂ¾ÃÂµ Ð'paмиp (Russia), Dart, The Cursed
Identity: Public
Base of Operations: Hideout in the sewers.
Height: 5'9'
Weight: 175
Age: 1.654 years
Occupation: Odd Jobs/Thief
Affiliation: None (yet)
Allies: None
Enemies: Boris Tarasov (Russian Scientist), Gatorman
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black

Past:
From conception, Vramir was cursed. Placed into an accelerated time stream, Vramir's mother died when Vramir was born eight months premature. Even as a newborn, Vramir was unhumanly fast and was put under heavy sedation for his own safety. For the first few months, Vramir was hospitalized and the Russian government soon took a keen interest in the lad who showed physical development more akin to a toddler. At the age of 10 weeks, Vramir was taken out of the hospital and placed in the care of government scientist, Boris Tarasov. Boris was the closest Vramir had to a family, knowing nothing of his parents. However, Boris treated the young boy more like an anomaly than a child, performing tests on a regular basis and locking young Vramir in a special cell at night. Vramir found life difficult; moving at roughly ten-times as fast as the world around him, each hour spent locked up or being tested was like a day of boredom. Sleeping every 90 minutes, Vramir spent his nights teaching himself to walk and play in the confines of his cell. Before long, Vramir learned how to escape from his nightly prison and spent what where days to him teaching himself how to read with the vast collection of science books in his surrogate father's library. When he was discovered one night, the fear of being locked up caused him to flee, as easy feat when the world moves in slow-motion around you. Running from Boris was easy, but living on the streets was not. Forced to eat ten times as often as the normal person, Vramir was forced to steal often from merchants throughout town. This also proved easy, as he could walk up, take an apple and walk away before anyone could lift a finger to stop him. However, Vramir craved books, as he spent day after day with no one to talk to. Searching through a super market, Vramir found a collection of old comics from years ago, waiting to be thrown out. Taking them, Vramir spent, what were months to him, reading about heroes from around the world. Vramir was entranced by the heroes' dedication to justice and ended up performing random tasks for the markets he stole from, as a payment of sorts. These days of careless leisure came swiftly to an end as Boris managed to get hold of a squad of soldiers with tranquilizers. His super-human speed allowed the year-old boy to escape the darts, but he was continually hounded by the military and forced to flee eastward. As he stopped in towns to rest and stock up on food, the residents began calling him "the cursed," for he always chased by the military. Boris lived for what were years to him on the run. Always moving east, he eventually reached France. Now pursued by Russian trackers, he hid on a ship bound for America, hoping to hide behind the great Atlantic.
In Silver City, Vramir found safety. Surrounded by his heroes, Vramir found it easier to blend in. By cleaning or otherwise helping stores, he managed to steal enough food without hurting his conscience. Soon after stealing a pair of glasses for a developing nearsightedness, he stumbled upon a bank robbery. Following his heart, he leapt in and took the guns from the thugs before anyone knew he was there. After making sure the criminals were tied up, Vramir fled, fearing those around him might try to lock him up for study. It wasn't until a few weeks had past of his time that he saw an article in the paper about a "new hero" who had saved the bank and fled before he could be identified. Those who witnessed the young man were calling him the Dart, for his fantastic speed. Vramir was stunned. His whole life, he had thought nothing of who he was and what talent he possessed. The world seemed to glide past slowly, but that was the way everything had always worked. Only now did he realize that he had the potential to be like the heroes he read about each night. Making his own costume, Dart set out to help a world he would never be a part of... at the age of eighteen months.

Now:
Over what has been a year to him, Vramir has mostly defeated petty thugs, too small to be noticed by his heroes. He seeks to find other heroes, but he also fears the contact and so stays away from areas where they might be, resting in various hideouts in the sewers. More than anyone, he idolizes Chase, for her fantastic speed is similar to his own.

Powers and Abilities:
Vramir is, for all physical purposes, a normal 16 year old boy. He is slightly scrawny, has no real martial skill and is nearsighted. However, his body and all matter within less than an inch of his skin is in an accelerated time stream. This time stream moves at roughly 10 times the speed in which normal time progresses. This means that everything Dart does is done at ten times the speed a normal human would do it. From breathing to sleeping to walking, Dart appears almost comically fast to others. From Vramir's perspective, the world seems to run at one-tenth the speed. Bullets are like hurled rocks and punches drift like they're in water. His accelerated body means that he has plenty of time to think before he acts and thus seems almost to have super intelligence. Because his affliction places things very near him in the same time stream, there is no friction burn and he cannot run on water. He can only perform strenuous tasks for one-tenth the time a normal human could, and he will most likely die before the age of 8 years. Vramir's body needs to sleep and eat according to it's own time, so Dart needs to eat 30+ times a day and requires a 45-minute "nap" every hour and a half. Vramir can understand normal speech, but often becomes bored mid-sentence.
Vramir is well versed in physics, chemistry and supernatural phenomenon as well as comic book lore.

Elven Doritos

Updates to Silver City coming soon... Expect origin stories of the Guardians of Justice, in addition to a brief timeline of the "Golden Age" of Silver City; during the 70s and 80s (when most comic continuities have a grim and gritty, noir feel), the first heroes of Silver City emerged, to the surprise and awe of the world!
Oh, how we danced and we swallowed the night
For it was all ripe for dreaming
Oh, how we danced away all of the lights
We've always been out of our minds
-Tom Waits, Rain Dogs

beejazz

I'm really, REALLY curious about the time-travelling Ben Franklin thing. Now that's a superhero!
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QuoteI don't believe in it anyway.
What?
England.
Just a conspiracy of cartographers, then?

Elven Doritos

New team added to the top: The original team of superhumans from the 70s known as the "Freedom Squad."
Oh, how we danced and we swallowed the night
For it was all ripe for dreaming
Oh, how we danced away all of the lights
We've always been out of our minds
-Tom Waits, Rain Dogs

Elven Doritos

Added Lunar's history, under Heroes --> Freedom Squad --> Lunar.
Oh, how we danced and we swallowed the night
For it was all ripe for dreaming
Oh, how we danced away all of the lights
We've always been out of our minds
-Tom Waits, Rain Dogs

Raelifin

Villain: Gatorman
Real Name: Herbert Cook
Species: Human/Alligator
Place of Birth: Silver City
Aliases: None
Identity: Discarded
Base of Operations: The Sewers.
Height: 6'11'
Weight: 415 pounds
Age: 47 years
Occupation: Monster
Affiliation: Cabal of the Endbringer (Old)
Allies: None
Enemies: The Dart, Anyone who trespasses in his domain
Eyes: Green

Past:
Herbert Cook used to be a high school English teacher before he stumbled upon a secret cult called the Cabal of the Endbringer that used the school as a focal point for drawing new members. Before poor Herbert could get to the authorities, he was kidnapped by the Cabal and subjected to a vile ritual that fused hum with an alligator. The transformation gave him the savage brutality of a beast, and he was used for many years as a weapon of the cult. In the 90's, when the Cabal was scattered by an unknown force, Herbert, now called Gatorman, was able to escape to the sewers to live with his own kind.

Now:
For the past few years, Gatorman has used his incredible strength to repel anyone who dares enter his domain, though he has been cowed every now and again by greater heroes from the city above. Gatorman lives with the sewer alligators and feeds on whatever he can find. In the dark, his green eyes glow faintly.

Powers and Abilities:
The unholy fusion of man and beast made the once-timid Herbert into a hulking savage with amazing strength and stamina. Gatorman stands a full foot above most men and is built like a pro-wrestler. Huge, thick scales cover his body, making it hard as stone. In times of great need, Gatorman can enter a rage that gives him freakish stamina and strength for a short period of time. Claws line his hands and feet, letting him tear through whatever stands in his way and his thick tail can be used as a deadly club. The face of the monstrosity is barely human, and mostly animal. He has no snout, and his eyes give a clue to his humanity, but aside from that, he is all reptile. Gatorman wears rags that he finds in his domain.

Stargate525

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Is any more work planned for this ElDo?
My Setting: Dilandri, The World of Five
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Elven Doritos

Quote from: Stargate525Rise chicken rise chicken rise chicken rise chicken...

Is any more work planned for this ElDo?

None planned, per se, but I've been reading over my Mutants and Masterminds books frequently of late. So there's a chance I may get back into things. :)
Oh, how we danced and we swallowed the night
For it was all ripe for dreaming
Oh, how we danced away all of the lights
We've always been out of our minds
-Tom Waits, Rain Dogs

SilvercatMoonpaw

I'm a muck-levelist, I like to see things from the bottom.

"No matter where you go, you will find stupid people."