Sitting in my car I starred down at my hands in doubt, the thought of what I was about to do...
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The start of it all
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Sitting in my car I starred down at my hands in doubt, the thought of what I was about to do sending trails of doubt and guilt to well up inside of my chest. I couldn't actually be doing this right? Sure, Vikare destroyed my plan of becoming the worlds first superhero but this is a bit much right? This couldn't be what my new found powers were meant for.
But with a fury I've been feeling more and more as of late, I crushed the thought down without hesitation. No. This must be done. This has to be done. Vikare already took my chance to make a splash and try to get some company to invest in me. Who'd want to pay a copy cat when they could try for the original after all. The money I'll make from dong this will give me more than enough money for everything I need.
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[] Jasmines medical bills are piling up already. Without that cash how else am I going to pay for her treatments? (Origin: Desperate Older Brother.)
[] Dad put up far more than he had on the table in his last poker game. And since he skipped town, that debt now belongs to me. (Origin: Sins Of The Father.)
[] I can't find a job, Ma and Pops kicked me out of the house last month and I spent my last dollar filling up my car. (The Deprived.)
[] How else am I going to get materials for my creations? The more I create the more expensive the parts. (The First Tinker?)
Yes, I need the money stored in that bank. I'm going to get as much money as I can carry or die trying. Feeling my resolve snap into place I step out my car and go open my trunk, my costume laid out and ready to be put on. It's not anything like Vikare or whats her face have, being made by some designer he saved a while back, but it gets the job done.
[] A black turtle neck that matches the black jeans I pulled from the back of my closet that go over the hunting boots I stole from my dad along with white gloves I found in the bargain bin at Goodwill. The most expensive part of the whole outfit is the mask, a white motorcycle helmet I bought a few weeks ago. It's cheap, but with my powers it doesn't matter.
[] It's my old work outfit from when I was younger, eyes still filled with hope. All it really needed was a mask, which I stole a few days ago with some creative uses of my power A white three piece suit, with a steampunk esque theater mask laying on top of it. Not by any means cheap, but I am gong to be the worlds first super villain.
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Choose 3 power categories. You cannot choose the same category multiple times. Origin and Costume will affect them.
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With my costume on I close the trunk and place the tarp back over my ride, and then with deliberate slowness I walk into the largest bank in Michigan with a smile on my face. And as I walk inside a thought strikes me. What am I going to call myself.... shit. Guess I'll make it as I go along.
Voting is to be done in a Plan Format only.
But with a fury I've been feeling more and more as of late, I crushed the thought down without hesitation. No. This must be done. This has to be done. Vikare already took my chance to make a splash and try to get some company to invest in me. Who'd want to pay a copy cat when they could try for the original after all. The money I'll make from dong this will give me more than enough money for everything I need.
Choose One
[] Jasmines medical bills are piling up already. Without that cash how else am I going to pay for her treatments? (Origin: Desperate Older Brother.)
[] Dad put up far more than he had on the table in his last poker game. And since he skipped town, that debt now belongs to me. (Origin: Sins Of The Father.)
[] I can't find a job, Ma and Pops kicked me out of the house last month and I spent my last dollar filling up my car. (The Deprived.)
[] How else am I going to get materials for my creations? The more I create the more expensive the parts. (The First Tinker?)
Yes, I need the money stored in that bank. I'm going to get as much money as I can carry or die trying. Feeling my resolve snap into place I step out my car and go open my trunk, my costume laid out and ready to be put on. It's not anything like Vikare or whats her face have, being made by some designer he saved a while back, but it gets the job done.
[] A black turtle neck that matches the black jeans I pulled from the back of my closet that go over the hunting boots I stole from my dad along with white gloves I found in the bargain bin at Goodwill. The most expensive part of the whole outfit is the mask, a white motorcycle helmet I bought a few weeks ago. It's cheap, but with my powers it doesn't matter.
[] It's my old work outfit from when I was younger, eyes still filled with hope. All it really needed was a mask, which I stole a few days ago with some creative uses of my power A white three piece suit, with a steampunk esque theater mask laying on top of it. Not by any means cheap, but I am gong to be the worlds first super villain.
[] Write in
Choose 3 power categories. You cannot choose the same category multiple times. Origin and Costume will affect them.
[] Write in
With my costume on I close the trunk and place the tarp back over my ride, and then with deliberate slowness I walk into the largest bank in Michigan with a smile on my face. And as I walk inside a thought strikes me. What am I going to call myself.... shit. Guess I'll make it as I go along.
Voting is to be done in a Plan Format only.
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