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Post by WildKnight on Jun 10, 2015 14:19:57 GMT -5
The Guy Gardner looks great
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Post by WildKnight on Jun 11, 2015 6:55:12 GMT -5
Things are looking good; I've got a nice looking Tamaranian just needing a couple of tweaks, a partially finished Kid Flash, and a Guy Gardner
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Post by Gris on Jun 11, 2015 9:32:03 GMT -5
Almost done... so many stones...  |
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Post by WildKnight on Jun 11, 2015 9:57:15 GMT -5
Almost done... so many stones... I know... I know... I was really torn about the stone count, but I wanted to let it be large enough for legitimate heavy hitters. As Dio pointed out to me, a Kryptonian is still basically out of the question (although some sort of hybrid clone or half-Kryptonian that doesn't have access to every single Modifier Superman does might be feasible) |
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Post by Dhark on Jun 11, 2015 10:56:28 GMT -5
^^ Yeah. My hybrid... Still felt lacking because I tried to spread him out as much as possible.
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Post by Black Sam on Jun 11, 2015 11:44:42 GMT -5
I'm tinkering with a Firestorm write-up; a CAD will have to wait until Sunday unless I get some free time tonight. I got suckered into being an "alumni volunteer" for a summer communication class that creates media for the Kansas City Symphony's annual "Symphony on the Prairie" event. It's supposed to rain and storm all weekend, and since I foolishly said I'd "do whatever" to help out, I've been assigned to cover some international "Grasslands of the World Symposium," a three-hour drive away...
Okay, I'm done whining now...
I'm still in the mulling-it-over phase with Firestorm. Not sure if I should do a successor to the name and let Ronnie Raymond be the original who briefly joined the Justice Society before wandering off into being an elemental (I never cared for that storyline) -- but that's what I'm tinkering with. Someone who owes his powers being under control to LexCorp technology, perhaps. Or I might just go with Ronnie Raymond.
Thoughts?
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Post by Mister Sinister on Jun 11, 2015 12:21:11 GMT -5
Would there be any room for a Red Lantern? If that sounds crazy, it's because I can't help but equate a Luthor-led team with Osborn's Dark Avengers. Am I way off the mark, here?
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Post by WildKnight on Jun 11, 2015 12:32:17 GMT -5
^^ Yeah. My hybrid... Still felt lacking because I tried to spread him out as much as possible. Yes, and frankly, I really don't like your hybrid version because (as I think I told you last time), I always though the "I'm a clone of Superman but my powers work with completely different mechanics" thing was silly. It was the primary reason that, despite really liking the character, I stopped following "Superboy" immediately after the original Superman came back to life. |
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Post by WildKnight on Jun 11, 2015 12:33:09 GMT -5
Would there be any room for a Red Lantern? If that sounds crazy, it's because I can't help but equate a Luthor-led team with Osborn's Dark Avengers. Am I way off the mark, here? Its really nothing like the Dark Avengers. The idea here is that the team believes that they're going to be doing good. Also; there are no other Lantern Corps in this setting. At least, not yet. The Green Lanterns don't even understand why their rings don't work on yellow. Yet. |
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Post by Mister Sinister on Jun 11, 2015 12:48:23 GMT -5
Okay, thanks for clarifying!  |
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Post by Black Sam on Jun 11, 2015 13:48:02 GMT -5
Julian looked down at his black-gloved fist. His throat tightened, unable to loose the words of protest which set his heart racing. His stomach clenched. He didn’t want this. All he wanted was to be left alone, isolated from the world and people and responsibilities and… “No.” No. That was it, then. Julian had known the answer before asking the question, but it had been simmering in him all night, keeping him from sleep, driving him to approach his father with one last plea for mercy; one last angle to present a different option. “You’re a Luthor,” the bald man said, standing before Julian with his arms folded behind his back. “It’s time you made your own mark on the world.” The media had been speculating for some time now – ever since Lex announced the formation of a new Justice League – that his stance on metahumans was more than a little biased by his adopted son. Fire seeped up from beneath the collar of Julian’s containment suit like a veil over his face, rising up and lick the air over his head. “Really, son, this is unbecoming.” Julian recovered from the slip in control. “Yes, sir.” The fires engulfing him subsided. Lex sighed and put both hands on his son’s shoulders, forcing Julian to lock eyes with him. “You are not like other men,” Lex began the familiar talk. “When I gave you my name, I gave you everything that comes with it. Everything I never had growing up – wealth, power, responsibility – these are as much your birthright as the cosmic powers you struggle to control. It was my resources, my science, that has helped you understand those powers and keep others safe from their…consequences.” It was a story known to the public. Julian’s mutagenic condition was detected at birth when his pregnant, single-mother-to-be – a receptionist at a LexCorp R&D lab – started setting off global satellite nuclear weapon monitors during her third trimester. At first, she and the media jumped to the conclusion that her work at LexCorp had somehow exposed her fetus to radiation. Lex took a personal interest in the case, pulling back the veil of secrecy over the lab where she’d worked to show that all of the research done at the site was agricultural in nature. As a gesture of humanitarianism, he supported the young mother financially and put an army of doctors and scientists at her disposal.
Less than a year later, Julian’s mother died in a tragic auto accident and, in another show of humanitarian compassion, Lex took the infant into his own home, eventually adopting him.
Julian’s active metagene was traced to his biological father, a male model and former athlete named Ronald Raymond who died of leukemia shortly before Julian was born. Raymond, it seemed, had been one of the first hosts of the cosmic being known as Firestorm, a being who eventually outgrew Raymond and left the earth altogether…
Lex squeezed Julian’s shoulder reassuringly. “I want you to go out there and stand behind me for this press conference,” Lex told him, the nostalgic tone gone from his voice. “You won’t have to answer any questions; I’ll handle that. The world has glimpsed you before; sometimes unkindly. Today I want them to see you as a hero – the first of a new breed of heroes.” “Like, Super-Luthor?” Julian forgot himself for a moment and cringed inwardly for it. But his father didn’t scowl as expected. Instead – “No, son,” Lex said, eyes narrowing in a grin. “We’ll call you … Firestorm.”  *************************** First draft. Feedback would be helpful. I'm thinking Luthor obviously arranged Julian's mother's death. He will be a Mastery-type character, lacking self-confidence, hero-worshiping but intimidated by his adopted father. Thoughts? |
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Post by WildKnight on Jun 11, 2015 16:13:41 GMT -5
I like the outfit 8) (because I haven't read most of the background yet)
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Post by Black Sam on Jun 11, 2015 16:14:53 GMT -5
I like the outfit 8) (because I haven't read most of the background yet) l'aim |
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Post by WildKnight on Jun 11, 2015 16:19:50 GMT -5
I like the background. Luthor is not really known by the general public to be a scumbag yet (though he's gone on trial for, and been acquitted of, a couple of crimes thanks to Superman), so it works pretty well.
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Post by Black Sam on Jun 11, 2015 22:10:19 GMT -5
Well, let me know if there are any specific details to tweak/know about/steer clear of/etc. Is Dhark still tinkering with Spuerboy? The Luthor/Kal-El clone would be a funny dynamic...
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