CTNES: The Hero (or Villian) Within

Hero Name: Paolo "the Messiah" Magno
Home Town: Palermo, Sicily (Italy), (no secret base yet)
Base Level: Basement
Funds: 1000 WC
Weapons: A Beretta M1934 Pistol and a Meat Cleaver
Stockpile: nothing
Henchmen: 5 Disciples
Vehicles: SPA mod. CL 39
Strength:0
Speed/Agility: 0
Endurence:0
Powers:
1) Minor Healer: Heal minor injuries
Research:
Description:

The Messiah started as the protégé of the late Fred Waldron Phelps, founder and leader of the Westboro Baptist Church. Phelps used Smith’s powers claiming that he was the messiah and that Armageddon was nearing, however still only 10 out of the 100 members of his church were not directly liked to him or his family by blood ties, in an attempt to attacks more followers he and all his followers were told to swallow a poisonous substance and that the Messiah would resurrect them as pure people free from sin, this went horribly wrong and “The Messiah” was only to save 5 of the 100 WBC Followers, sadly the Phelps and his 90 family members did not make it. In the aftermath of the mass suicide “the Messiah” announced that Fred Waldron Phelps and all the deceased WBC were now in hell for having commited suicide, the WBC name shall never be spoken again.
 
The Messiah started as the protégé of the late Fred Waldron Phelps, founder and leader of the Westboro Baptist Church.

This should be mighty interesting... :mischief:


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~Darkening~ said:
Orders sent

What orders?
 
Icmancin, I put it to you that Zionism had emerged DECADES ago. You're too late.
 
Wait.. what year is this? If it's 1945-46 I mean the creation of Israel. If it's past '48 I'm screwd and will just have to carry out a guerrilla campaign against the Israelis.
 
Catalyst Prime (aka Cat-Prime or Prime)
Las Vegas, Nevada (no secret base yet)
Base Level: Basement
Funds: 1000 WC
Weapons: A pistol and a knife
Stockpile: nothing
Henchmen: 5 men
Vehicles: Old Car
Superhero level: 0
Strength:0
Speed/Agility: 0
Endurence:0
Powers:
1.) Weak mind: Can lift up objects of up to 300 pounds.
Research:
Description

Backstory to come, orders to come right now. He is a villain, for clarification...and yes symphony, I did mean to put him in Las Vegas :mischief:
 
I get the impression this is 1945. But its too late with zionism, unless, ofcourse, you have built a time machine, in which case you still could go back in time to kill Herzl! It'd make a change from all this hitlercide most time travellers seem to be doing nowadays anyway...
 
What I meant by Zionism was the creation of Israel. Although this time machine theory give me an(some) excellant idea(s)...
 
Problem is, one thing is Israel and another thing entirely is Zionism. Just as the Soviet Union and Communism are two different things. Had the Soviet Union not emerged, there still would've been a fair chance of a communist government taking power somewhere else, or even in Russia, but alittle later. Same with Israel. In conclusion, I can only add that Theodor Herzl's teaching is invincible, for it is correct! :p
 
I guess I'll buy a time machine then...
 
Looks like you've got company Icmancin...

The Maccabee
Tel Aviv, Israel
Base Level: Basement
Funds: 1000 WC
Weapons: A pistol and a knife
Stockpile: nothing
Henchmen: 5 men
Vehicles: An old military jeep
Superhero level: 0
Strength:0
Speed/Agility: 0
Endurence:0
Powers: Flight: Eagle: 60 mph
Research:
Description: The Nazis killed his family, destroyed his home, and forced him to suffer through 3 years of starvation and torture in a concentration camp. And all for being Jewish. But instead of destroying his body, this suffering only strengthened him. After the infamous Dr. Mengele performed experiments on his body, he discovered the ability to fly. He now travels to Israel to accomplish the main goal of his life: The creation of a Jewish homeland, where all Jews can live in freedom and peace...and maybe torch some Muslims along the way. ;)
 
Splendid! You, go back in time and kill Mohammed. Then Icmancin will go back in time and kill Abraham. It'll be great fun, for those of us who don't belong to any of the Abrahamic religions anyway. ;)
 
"Mi scusi, Signorina,"

The young bank teller looked up from her work.

The man standing in front of her was impressive. Tall, with dark features and a strong jaw line, and eyes that seemed to burn with a fire of intense passion, he has a soliderly sort of dignity about him. He wore a handsomely-tailored suit of black and silver silk. In his hand he carried a Beretta 38/42 submachine gun.

"Signorina, you will please unlock this door and lead me to your vault."

The girl did as she was told. She unlocked the door to the teller's side of the main office, allowing the man and four of his followers (the fifth stayed behind to hold guard over the bank's customers) to enter. With a machinapistole to her back, she led them the vault door, down below the bank.

"Signor, I do not have the access code for this vault."

The girl seemed nervous. Unsurprising, considering the firepower pointed at her at that particular moment in time.

"Then, mi ciccina, you will please summon your manager to unlock this vault for us."

The man in the suit escorted the teller back into the bank's main office. She summoned the manager, who was taken by surprise by the automatic weapon aimed at his chest. He immediately complied with the demand of the man that he should descend the stairwell below the bank and open the vault.

The manager entered the code needed to unlock the massive steel door. He was sweating, now, afraid for his life and his job both. The door opened. The girl was crying.

"Non preoccuparti, principessa. This will all be over shortly."

The bank-robber embarced the young teller, tried to stop her tears.

"Ciò tutti finito presto, mi ciccina," he whispered.

The report of three gunshots resounded in the narrow passage. The girl slumped to the floor. The manager screamed, as the leader of the robbers raised his rifle and opened fire.

Some few minutes later, they emerged from the vault, carrying in banks a great fortune in bullion, lira, dollars, and pounds stirling. As the six men left the bank, their leader turned behind to take one last look at it.

"È una tragedia," he said.

"Era molto bella."

When the fire department arrived some ten minutes later, the bank and the stores on the surrounding block had burned largely to the ground. There was not a trace of the criminals, nor a clue as to their identities, to be found.
 
das said:
Splendid! You, go back in time and kill Mohammed. Then Icmancin will go back in time and kill Abraham. It'll be great fun, for those of us who don't belong to any of the Abrahamic religions anyway. ;)

The only problem with killing Abraham is that you simultaneously wipe out every Jew or Arab that ever lived, if you believe said Abrahamic religions anyways. ;)
 
The Legionary
Rome, Italy, (no secret base yet)
Base Level: Basement
Funds: 1000 WC
Weapons: A pistol and a knife
Stockpile: nothing
Henchmen: 5 men
Vehicles: Your old car or van (pick one)
Superhero level: 0
Strength:0
Speed/Agility: 0
Endurence:0
Powers
Force Field: 1) Shield
Research:
Description:

Rich playboy Flavio Ritmo one day discovered in his basement something extraordinary. It was a ancient suit of armor, one used by Roman soldiers fro mthe 1st century. He dug it out and for kicks decided to put it on. When he did however he was no longer Flavio, but was tranformed into the superhero The Legionary. The Shield seemed to be able to create a small bubble of protection around him. The armor so far has given him above normal attributes. The sword has remained a normal sword, but Flavio knows it too must hold some power. Flavio knows the suit must have been used by the Romans, but it's history still remains somehwat of a mystery. Flavio has decided he'll use his suit for good...for now at least.
 
We don't need to send orders this turn, do we?
 
We'll see how much it matters when I make a frost dome around yer shield. Mwhahahah :evil:
 
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