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I'm looking for a light to heavy RP Super Group, below is my basic application which has my Bio and a back story. There are screen shots, and a minor RP story below, if interested post below OR if you have any suggestions for an RP group that's actively looking, please post below as well. Any Suggestions should be posted below as well, I can always use feedback and help finding an RP SG.
NOTE: ACCOUNT TYPE WILL ALWAYS BE GOLD! (Planing on becoming a lifer after next weeks pay check!)
Also note, I am more than willing to do interviews, in fact, I prefer them over one's that don't.
Terrova walks up to the Super hero registration center, there other Groups review the information and determine if he is a right fit for their Group. As he opens the doors, he can see the stone polished marble column's leading up to the service counter. There, behind a desk is a service clerk typing away tirelessly at a keyboard in front of a computer screen.
It is here, where Terrova quietly walks to the front desk... or as quite as he can for a man of his large build, his huge steel tech shoes clank every time he puts his foot down.
"Uh... excuse me sir..." Terrova says, the clerk looks up, but still types away on the keyboard, he's obviously very busy. "Hmm? Yes, what can I do for you today?"
"Oh... nothing really... I'm just here to....well, register." Terrova says nervously, he's never been one to meet new people. "Of course sir, it's right over there." He gestures over to the brightly lit monitors off to the right. As soon as Terrova gets to one of the screens however, it flashes, and an image of him shows up on the screen, he realizes that he must have gotten his picture taken right now.
WELCOME TO THE P.I.B. (Personal Information Bio) PLEASE TYPE IN ANY AND ALL RELEVANT INFORMATION.
*PERSONAL BIO*
NAME: Terrova
AGE: 28
SEX: Male
BIRTH PLACE: Fort Knox Kentuky
OCCUPATION: None
HEIGHT: 7 feet
WEIGHT: 785 pounds, (suit he wears weighs quite a bit and is also included in the weight.)
*SUPER POWERS*
TYPE: Fire/Earth/Invulnerable/Super Strength
STRENGTHS: Vs/Ice
WEAKNESS: Vs/water/flying
ORIGIN OF POWERS: Mutant, developed at the age of 16.
*OPTIONAL*
NON-SUPER HERO NAME: Johnathan Michael Rangar
CURRENT PLACE OF RESIDENCE: Not Applicable
EMERGENCY CONTACTS:
---CONTACT #1:
NAME: Alan Rangar
RELATION: Father
OCCUPATION: United States Army Major.
ADDRESS: Currently Unknown, on duty somewhere in Canada.
EXTRA INFO: A hard man to know, and an even harder one to grow up with. Unless you're in the military, you won't get his respect anytime soon. He has been known to have connections with several Tech suit manufactures.
---CONTACT #2:
NAME: Alent Tristan Rangar
RELATION: Brother
OCCUPATION: Astro Pizza Delivery Boy.
ADDRESS: Gary Indiana, Main Street.
EXTRA INFO: Always has been a disappointment to his father, but he's always been a hard worker and has always had an honest job. If the pizza isn't there in 30 minutes or less they pay you! Considering the sanitary condition of the Astro Pizza, that's more than fair.
----CONTACTS END NO MORE APPLICABLE----
(This next part is the RP story/interview. This will give you a general idea of how I RP with my character as well as some back story, mind you this was a lot longer than I thought it would be, many apologies I'm use to long interviews and RP events.)
As Terrova finishes the application, the clerk walks over to him. "Done with the application process I see? Well then, follow me and we'll see if we can't start your interview."
"Huh? Wait... wha... huh? An interview? I thought I was... err, that is... I mean..." He stuttered, as he often did when he gets nervous.
"Hmph, hurry up, I've got a busy day ahead of me and I already skipped lunch to try and keep up. Honestly, you super hero types are all the same, your all a bunch of diva's. Sure, you save the world, but when paper work needs to get done, there's no one there to save the day!" He clambered, which only made Terrova more reluctant to follow, but follow he did none the less. There, he was lead through the halls to a small room, with windows over looking the city on one end. As the door closed behind him, he could still hear the clerk go on mumbling. "Up up and away super clerk."
While Terrova waited, he watched the city below, cars drove by and people went about their business. Though, no matter how busy it was, he finally felt comfortable in this room. The pure and utter silence made him relax and calm down a bit. He was always nervous in crowds, never liked meeting new people or having to be in a huge group. Still, he knew he needed to join a super group, he was still learning how to use his powers, and it wasn't easy. He made a right mess of things once after using too much strength with a tremor that almost took down a city block. 'Several people injured, one hero's bumble' the headlines read. He'd been so careless, he needed some help honing his powers.
If that meant he had to join a super group and face his fears head on, he'd do it. Though, how he'd do would be anyone's guess, his first step is going through the motions of meeting new Super Groups, interviews, applications... Just meeting new people on the a day to day basis made him shudder. "If I had a choice, I still would have been a normal person..." He said as he thought of his brother. Family was important to him, yet if he wasn't the designated black sheep, his brother was. Never held a job longer than a year or two. Not to mention his brother never got along with his father. The arguments ranged from,' Join the army damn it, to I'll die when that ever happens, from your a darn no good hippy, to and your an average stiff with a stick up your...' The thoughts ended there, as his chain of thought was interrupted by a young woman who might have been standing there with him for what might have been a few minutes.
"Heeelllloooooo~! Are you awake, Mr. Terrova?" She said, she was a young woman, which looked more like an intern dressed in a professional suit and skirt. "Oh... uh... sorry, hi..." This was the second time he was caught off guard, he wondered if this was some sort of trend for him. 'Situation awareness, attention to detail.' his father stressed.
"First, allow me to introduce myself, my name is Sepha, I'll be your interviewer today."
"Uh... yes, I'm Johnathan... errr... Terrova." He said nervously, which was obviously apparent. "I don't bite, you can relax around me." She said with a smile.
"I... I'll try, I have a hard time meeting new people, I guess you could say I'm... uh... well... shy..."
"Then I'll try to be as unintimidating as possible."
"Well, I can see that you've filled out the entire application, please keep in mind that any information you have given or will give will be held in a secure, off line off site computer where only a few people with limited access are granted use." She said, you can tell there have been concerns. "I uh... understand." He stuttered. "With that said, I've got a few questions for you, mind you this interview is being recorded, everything you say here will help us determine your placement."
"Yes ma'am... I understand." He said slowly with some hesitation. "With that said, lets start, now it say's here you're a mutant, care to elaborate on what happened to you to end up in this state?" She asked, as she was reading from an electronic pad she held in her hand.
"Not much to say really, when I hit 16 I slowly but shockingly started to become a pool of lava. My skin burned off and was replaced with what you see before you."
"I see, but... you said 'pool of lava?' " She raised a brow.
"Yes, you see, it was hard to communicate, but I uh... I still could to some degree. My father was away at the time, but knew of my condition. He was working with some Tech Suit manufacturers that develop suits for super hero's. This happened to be there specialty and in a few years, he came back home with this suit you see me wearing right now. It forms my lava into something resembling a human, and it grants me super strength, but it can't restrain the heat that the lava gives off, nor does it allow me to turn off my form. I'm kinda like this forever."
"I'm sorry, I didn't know that, is it hard for you to get around?"
"Err... well... I mean..." Sighing for a second Terrova allowed himself to catch up for a moment. "For the most part, no, but I have to be careful what I touch."
"I see, I guess it's never easy for mutants, everyone sees them as super-powered, but most don't know what it's like to be like that all the time."
"I... w.. well... no... it never is." Stuttering a bit again, it was nice to know she was a bit sympathetic, it made him feel a bit more relaxed than he was, though he was still a bit tense.
"Onto my second question, your strength says it's good against ice, but you're weak against water and flying."
"I have a... uh hard time hitting flying foe's, my aim isn't that good, and I can only throw balls of fire so far. As for the water... It... it slows me down considerably."
"Yet, ice attacks don't?"
"No... they uh... they do, but it's a concentrated focused attack on a single part of me, most of which I can deflect. Water... it's... well... hard to deflect."
"Gotcha, I guess we go onto the next line of questions, which will help us determine your placement in a super group. This part will evaluate your mental status as well as anything that would red flag you from certain Groups."
"Oh... well I'm a good guy, I guess, I'm just not that good at it."
She chuckled a little bit at that, smiling she said. "I can see that, still, I need to ask away, first off I need to know if you have any relationships other than immediate family? As well as how far you would go to protect those you love versus those in need."
"As in a girlfriend or something? No... I don't have any relationships at the moment. As far as how far I would go to protect my family..." He paused to think of this for a minute, his father was a military man and could protect himself better than most, his brother on the other hand... well... "I guess I would try my best to protect them as well as everyone else."
"So, indifferent? Say you had a choice to save your brother or hundreds of people on a bridge about to collapse, but you could only save one. Who would you choose?"
"Err... I... well..." Terrova stuttered thinking of this situation that was just now placed in front of him, sure it was theoretical but instances like that have been known to happen, and it made him a bit uneasy. "I guess... I guess I would save the people on the bridge."
Looking up from the pad Sepha said "You guess?"
"No... I err... I know I would, I don't like to think I could accept either choice, but... well... I would be less bothered by that. Given the choice, I would try to save both... but... well... I don't know if I could..."
"I've noticed something, you don't seem to have a lot of confidence in yourself or your abilities." It wasn't more a question than it was a statement that had to be addressed.
"I don't know how good I would be... err... I try, but... well... I'm not very good at this super hero stuff. It's not like I woke up in the morning and thought being a hero was a good idea."
"But your a big man, very large in fact, your shear build alone could allow you to do great things."
"Yes, but being able to and being confident enough... well... I try... I really try."
"Well I think I have enough to go on for now, thank you for your time Terrova, I do hope we can find a perfect matching for you, maybe a mutant guild or a guild that can help you train those abilities that you have."
Terrova nods and walks out of the registration building, he's got a task in front of him, but hopefully that task has got a bit easier with registration, only time will tell.
NOTE: ACCOUNT TYPE WILL ALWAYS BE GOLD! (Planing on becoming a lifer after next weeks pay check!)
Also note, I am more than willing to do interviews, in fact, I prefer them over one's that don't.Terrova walks up to the Super hero registration center, there other Groups review the information and determine if he is a right fit for their Group. As he opens the doors, he can see the stone polished marble column's leading up to the service counter. There, behind a desk is a service clerk typing away tirelessly at a keyboard in front of a computer screen.
It is here, where Terrova quietly walks to the front desk... or as quite as he can for a man of his large build, his huge steel tech shoes clank every time he puts his foot down.
"Uh... excuse me sir..." Terrova says, the clerk looks up, but still types away on the keyboard, he's obviously very busy. "Hmm? Yes, what can I do for you today?"
"Oh... nothing really... I'm just here to....well, register." Terrova says nervously, he's never been one to meet new people. "Of course sir, it's right over there." He gestures over to the brightly lit monitors off to the right. As soon as Terrova gets to one of the screens however, it flashes, and an image of him shows up on the screen, he realizes that he must have gotten his picture taken right now.
WELCOME TO THE P.I.B. (Personal Information Bio) PLEASE TYPE IN ANY AND ALL RELEVANT INFORMATION.
*PERSONAL BIO*
NAME: Terrova
AGE: 28
SEX: Male
BIRTH PLACE: Fort Knox Kentuky
OCCUPATION: None
HEIGHT: 7 feet
WEIGHT: 785 pounds, (suit he wears weighs quite a bit and is also included in the weight.)
*SUPER POWERS*
TYPE: Fire/Earth/Invulnerable/Super Strength
STRENGTHS: Vs/Ice
WEAKNESS: Vs/water/flying
ORIGIN OF POWERS: Mutant, developed at the age of 16.
*OPTIONAL*
NON-SUPER HERO NAME: Johnathan Michael Rangar
CURRENT PLACE OF RESIDENCE: Not Applicable
EMERGENCY CONTACTS:
---CONTACT #1:
NAME: Alan Rangar
RELATION: Father
OCCUPATION: United States Army Major.
ADDRESS: Currently Unknown, on duty somewhere in Canada.
EXTRA INFO: A hard man to know, and an even harder one to grow up with. Unless you're in the military, you won't get his respect anytime soon. He has been known to have connections with several Tech suit manufactures.
---CONTACT #2:
NAME: Alent Tristan Rangar
RELATION: Brother
OCCUPATION: Astro Pizza Delivery Boy.
ADDRESS: Gary Indiana, Main Street.
EXTRA INFO: Always has been a disappointment to his father, but he's always been a hard worker and has always had an honest job. If the pizza isn't there in 30 minutes or less they pay you! Considering the sanitary condition of the Astro Pizza, that's more than fair.
----CONTACTS END NO MORE APPLICABLE----
(This next part is the RP story/interview. This will give you a general idea of how I RP with my character as well as some back story, mind you this was a lot longer than I thought it would be, many apologies I'm use to long interviews and RP events.)
As Terrova finishes the application, the clerk walks over to him. "Done with the application process I see? Well then, follow me and we'll see if we can't start your interview."
"Huh? Wait... wha... huh? An interview? I thought I was... err, that is... I mean..." He stuttered, as he often did when he gets nervous.
"Hmph, hurry up, I've got a busy day ahead of me and I already skipped lunch to try and keep up. Honestly, you super hero types are all the same, your all a bunch of diva's. Sure, you save the world, but when paper work needs to get done, there's no one there to save the day!" He clambered, which only made Terrova more reluctant to follow, but follow he did none the less. There, he was lead through the halls to a small room, with windows over looking the city on one end. As the door closed behind him, he could still hear the clerk go on mumbling. "Up up and away super clerk."
While Terrova waited, he watched the city below, cars drove by and people went about their business. Though, no matter how busy it was, he finally felt comfortable in this room. The pure and utter silence made him relax and calm down a bit. He was always nervous in crowds, never liked meeting new people or having to be in a huge group. Still, he knew he needed to join a super group, he was still learning how to use his powers, and it wasn't easy. He made a right mess of things once after using too much strength with a tremor that almost took down a city block. 'Several people injured, one hero's bumble' the headlines read. He'd been so careless, he needed some help honing his powers.
If that meant he had to join a super group and face his fears head on, he'd do it. Though, how he'd do would be anyone's guess, his first step is going through the motions of meeting new Super Groups, interviews, applications... Just meeting new people on the a day to day basis made him shudder. "If I had a choice, I still would have been a normal person..." He said as he thought of his brother. Family was important to him, yet if he wasn't the designated black sheep, his brother was. Never held a job longer than a year or two. Not to mention his brother never got along with his father. The arguments ranged from,' Join the army damn it, to I'll die when that ever happens, from your a darn no good hippy, to and your an average stiff with a stick up your...' The thoughts ended there, as his chain of thought was interrupted by a young woman who might have been standing there with him for what might have been a few minutes.
"Heeelllloooooo~! Are you awake, Mr. Terrova?" She said, she was a young woman, which looked more like an intern dressed in a professional suit and skirt. "Oh... uh... sorry, hi..." This was the second time he was caught off guard, he wondered if this was some sort of trend for him. 'Situation awareness, attention to detail.' his father stressed.
"First, allow me to introduce myself, my name is Sepha, I'll be your interviewer today."
"Uh... yes, I'm Johnathan... errr... Terrova." He said nervously, which was obviously apparent. "I don't bite, you can relax around me." She said with a smile.
"I... I'll try, I have a hard time meeting new people, I guess you could say I'm... uh... well... shy..."
"Then I'll try to be as unintimidating as possible."
"Well, I can see that you've filled out the entire application, please keep in mind that any information you have given or will give will be held in a secure, off line off site computer where only a few people with limited access are granted use." She said, you can tell there have been concerns. "I uh... understand." He stuttered. "With that said, I've got a few questions for you, mind you this interview is being recorded, everything you say here will help us determine your placement."
"Yes ma'am... I understand." He said slowly with some hesitation. "With that said, lets start, now it say's here you're a mutant, care to elaborate on what happened to you to end up in this state?" She asked, as she was reading from an electronic pad she held in her hand.
"Not much to say really, when I hit 16 I slowly but shockingly started to become a pool of lava. My skin burned off and was replaced with what you see before you."
"I see, but... you said 'pool of lava?' " She raised a brow.
"Yes, you see, it was hard to communicate, but I uh... I still could to some degree. My father was away at the time, but knew of my condition. He was working with some Tech Suit manufacturers that develop suits for super hero's. This happened to be there specialty and in a few years, he came back home with this suit you see me wearing right now. It forms my lava into something resembling a human, and it grants me super strength, but it can't restrain the heat that the lava gives off, nor does it allow me to turn off my form. I'm kinda like this forever."
"I'm sorry, I didn't know that, is it hard for you to get around?"
"Err... well... I mean..." Sighing for a second Terrova allowed himself to catch up for a moment. "For the most part, no, but I have to be careful what I touch."
"I see, I guess it's never easy for mutants, everyone sees them as super-powered, but most don't know what it's like to be like that all the time."
"I... w.. well... no... it never is." Stuttering a bit again, it was nice to know she was a bit sympathetic, it made him feel a bit more relaxed than he was, though he was still a bit tense.
"Onto my second question, your strength says it's good against ice, but you're weak against water and flying."
"I have a... uh hard time hitting flying foe's, my aim isn't that good, and I can only throw balls of fire so far. As for the water... It... it slows me down considerably."
"Yet, ice attacks don't?"
"No... they uh... they do, but it's a concentrated focused attack on a single part of me, most of which I can deflect. Water... it's... well... hard to deflect."
"Gotcha, I guess we go onto the next line of questions, which will help us determine your placement in a super group. This part will evaluate your mental status as well as anything that would red flag you from certain Groups."
"Oh... well I'm a good guy, I guess, I'm just not that good at it."
She chuckled a little bit at that, smiling she said. "I can see that, still, I need to ask away, first off I need to know if you have any relationships other than immediate family? As well as how far you would go to protect those you love versus those in need."
"As in a girlfriend or something? No... I don't have any relationships at the moment. As far as how far I would go to protect my family..." He paused to think of this for a minute, his father was a military man and could protect himself better than most, his brother on the other hand... well... "I guess I would try my best to protect them as well as everyone else."
"So, indifferent? Say you had a choice to save your brother or hundreds of people on a bridge about to collapse, but you could only save one. Who would you choose?"
"Err... I... well..." Terrova stuttered thinking of this situation that was just now placed in front of him, sure it was theoretical but instances like that have been known to happen, and it made him a bit uneasy. "I guess... I guess I would save the people on the bridge."
Looking up from the pad Sepha said "You guess?"
"No... I err... I know I would, I don't like to think I could accept either choice, but... well... I would be less bothered by that. Given the choice, I would try to save both... but... well... I don't know if I could..."
"I've noticed something, you don't seem to have a lot of confidence in yourself or your abilities." It wasn't more a question than it was a statement that had to be addressed.
"I don't know how good I would be... err... I try, but... well... I'm not very good at this super hero stuff. It's not like I woke up in the morning and thought being a hero was a good idea."
"But your a big man, very large in fact, your shear build alone could allow you to do great things."
"Yes, but being able to and being confident enough... well... I try... I really try."
"Well I think I have enough to go on for now, thank you for your time Terrova, I do hope we can find a perfect matching for you, maybe a mutant guild or a guild that can help you train those abilities that you have."
Terrova nods and walks out of the registration building, he's got a task in front of him, but hopefully that task has got a bit easier with registration, only time will tell.
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