Set some years later after the events of Heroes High RPG. Which characters are still alive? Which relationships have changed and which have stayed the same? Lets see...

so ummm...I have no idea how a character would fit into this eeing as there has to be a storyline to fit new characters into.....so yeah i wanna play but i'll wait until someone else gets the ball rolling...

I'm bored so i will create my character.....
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Name: Carter Daniels
Age: 18
Height: 6'2
Hair&Eye Color: Mid Length Light brown hair, and light green eyes
Ability: Illusion, he can bend light to create images of whatever he wants
Limitations: He can only make the image but there is no sound so he can create a stampedeing elephantbut it would make no sound. he cant be to far away to maintain the illusion.

Ok scmo, I'm here and totally clueless as to what to do now...

ok do what i did and wait for IMilo to tell us what do next...so go make a character.....

Name: Charlotte Jameson
Age:19
Height: 5'10"
Hair/eye color: Long black, wavy hair. Brown eyes
Ability: Talk to animals and will them to follow her commands
Limitations: NONE!!!!! Mwhahahahahahahaha! Except sheep are arrogant...
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There we go, I did what you did....

Name- Williams
Age-23
Height- 5-7
Power- of adaptation... physical and power
limitation- cannot trigger on will, must be life/death sit

So we're setting this 8 years later than the original RPG? Anyway by this point the serial killer teacher [Wayne Smith if I correctly remember] has been killed by 'The Group' [this having happened in the original RPG's timeline]. So A's character has lost that uncle. I'll have to look up all my characters again and re-list them as 8 years older. I think I have 6 characters to re-list [have to check].

Uncle? I just made a new one up...

ca i change his age? im makeing it closer to the age of a frexhman so like 15-16

I am so joining! But to make things logical, I’ll have to adjust some things...

Name: Denise Lewis
Age: 17
Height: 5’4
Hair/Eye Colour: Wiry, black hair; almond-shaped, brown eyes
Ability: “Blood Drainage” (Draining blood from people)
Limitations: Can’t drain more than half a litre of blood
Personality: Dorky, obnoxious, nosey and a know-it-all.

And to make things easier, I’ll write a summary of the ending of the original one:

“The Group” attacked Wayne Smith (The evil teacher bent on killing students with worthless abilities), who was being controlled by Mr. Morisette (One of the main characters’ father), only to have Mr. Morisette take full custody over Wayne’s body after he died. If I remember correctly, everyone had their asses handed to them, so feeling pressured, a character named Georgia released the deathly toxic (Her ability), hoping to weaken Wayne. The characters Becky, Farrah, Mary-Anne and Peter (was it?) fled, while Devon drove a metal object through Wayne’s skull, killing Mr. Morisette, and sacrificing himself with it. Everyone else survived, Georgia was shipped off to a mental hospital, and Devon was finally reunited with Connor and Gwen on the other side.

So there, that was our finale that we never finished!

Great summary! But it was Bobby Redwood and Marie-Ann Hardy. Peter is in the other group - Peter/Abby/Elizabeth/Matt. I won't bring Peter in until/unless H24 joins since his story is tied into Elizabeth's story. I can use Bobby Redwood, Marie-Ann Hardy, Mike Hardy [Marie-Ann's brother] and Emily [Mike Hardy's gf] meanwhile though.

I cant wait to play!!!

Name- Emily Vortex
Age-24
Height- Slightly shorter than Mike Hardy
Power- Super Strength
limitation- Up to 12 tons. Anything heavier than that she struggles to carry.

She looks like this:

i liked my character i think i'll continue using him

Name:Adam Cook
Age:25
description: Intense brown eyes, tall and lanky about 5'11'', and his hair is similar to Peter's s1
Power:Absorbs power and life-force throught touch, if he loses contact or unconscious other person goes into coma. Limited amount of powers he can hold.
Aquired Powers:power aura, phasing, tk, and invisibilty

Okay, my second character:

Name: Farrah Reindhart (AKA Carly Smithson)
Age: 25
Height: 5’8
Weight: 112 (Very skeletal)
Power: Vocal Mimicry
Limitation: None... But it’s okay, her power isn’t all that powerful anyways.

‘They’ll get you – run – what’s that?!’ Her breathing was getting heavier as her bare feet continued to smack against the cold pavement. She didn’t know where she was going, but as long as it was away from them, it was fine by her. If they caught her...
‘Turn, down that alley... don’t... not there. Up the latter – it’s not metal.’ She froze as her bony hands wrapped around the cold rungs of the latter, her fear catching up with her. Slowly she squeezed her eyes shut and hoisted herself up, cringing and forcing herself not to scream in agonizing pain. The warm liquid began to run down her shoulder, drenching the tattered blouse in dark blood. One by one the stitches opened up, exposing the wound to the elements. ‘It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, just keep running – one arm isn’t that bad, heha.’ With the adrenaline and fear pumping through her system, she barely had time to care for the multiple wounds that plagued her frail, skeletal body. She wasn’t always this way. Back in the day, when she was beautiful, rich, powerful, she ruled the world with such ease. But somewhere, something went wrong. Thinking back, she didn’t know when her drug addiction started; it just did. One day she woke up, discovered marijuana, and was soaring with the eagles above the Grand Canyon. And now it cost her everything she once had. Disowned, abandoned, alone, she wandered the streets, living off discarded food, hand-outs, whatever she could claim as hers. The dark, lightless corners were her home, and for the night, she slept with the rusted dagger clutched in her fists. During the day, she ran, manoeuvring her way across each city she stumbled upon. Last time she checked, she was in New York City, though she couldn’t be too sure. Checking would jeopardize her safety.
She lifted herself up onto the roof, the stone pebbles stinging her cold and restless feet, and gazed down at the streetlamps below. It looked like a river of blackness with colourful sparks dancing on it. Oh, how she wanted to touch it, to caress the beauty and love it. How she-
-Crunch-
She spun on her heel, her hand instinctively snatching the knife from her pocket, and scanned the horizon for the source of the sound. There was nothing on the flat roof but herself and the entrance to the apartment building -
‘It’s the building –it wants me, it wants me, it does, it wants me...’ She wiped the greasy hair from her face and slowly stalked towards the door, the knife pointed towards it, readying to jab at the sheet of metal and whoever stood behind it. Slowly she wrapped her slender fingers around the doorknob and-
“AHA!” She shouted as she leapt inwards. Nothing moved, not even the air in front of her. She closed the door behind her and sighed deeply, tired of everything. She slapped her hands against the door and leaned against it, sliding down until her bottom connected with the staircase. Tears began to randomly stream down her face, washing away the make-up and grime that caked her lost beauty. She sobbed uncontrollably, screaming in between deep intakes of air, and slammed her fists against the wall her head was leaning on.
“Why, Lord? Why?!” All she wanted was peace and quiet, to relax her limbs, eat a fancy feast and let the hot beads of water rain down on her. She missed hygienic products, she missed the sweet, delectable taste of food, she missed -
‘Herself...’ The voice finished for her. ‘But she’s not coming back – not you – not know, just nothing...’ With a nod, Farrah wiped the tears from her face, stood up, straightened her posture and crept down the stairs. The moment she stopped was the moment she got caught, and God knew she couldn’t let that happen. Not again.

hmm i have no ideahow to follow that up.....do i just write one for my character thats just starts anywhere?

Ok im assuming we just start wherever and the storys will become connected later on.......
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Carter absent mindedly flipped through the book his face was currently buried in. He took the money from the man who was buying the books. Carter looked up and smiled.
The man scowled "Kid don't you talk?"
Carter shook his head. Truth was he did he just perferred to remain silent. He handed the man his change and receipt. He loved his job at the book store he got to read all day and get paid for it.
"Hmph...yeah thanks guess." The man looked nervous and maybe a little scared. he went inside of his jacket and pulled out a gun. "Kid ju-j-just empty the c-c-cash into the bag." Carter eyes grew wide as the barrel of the gun was pressed to his chest.
The boys smiled slightly "Sir look behind you." He said in an extremly soft voice, almost a whisper. The man lturned around and screamed staring him down was a rather frenzied looking gorilla. The man gripped his chest and fell to the ground. Carter shocked peered over the edge of the counter. "Oops....I guess I should call 911."

Name- Mike Hardy
Age-24
Height- 6'3
Power- Telekinesis
limitation - Needs to concentrate on what he is moving with his mind - if disturbed while using tk the object/objects fall to the ground.
Car - He drives a Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution.

Go IM!! Go write us something for ur people.....

^I'll start writing some story once I re-list Marie-ann Hardy.

Name: Bobby Redwood
Age: 23
Height: 6' 2
Power: Optic Blasts
Limitations: Range is now only from 0 to 50 % power. Can get hard to control in extremely high emotional states.

Bobby was born with the ability to project a beam of dark blue concussive force from his eyes.

The Redwood family are EXTREMELY rich. By now, Bobby has a Nissan Skyline and a superbike.

Bobby's brother had the ability to teleport although the teleportation only works if the user knows where he wants to go - he can't just teleport without thinking of the destination or he might end up stuck in a wall or something. Recently Bobby's brother died in a terrorist attack on a train - too late he realised that a fatal explosion would occur and couldn't teleport away in time.
Bobby's father is a healer while his mother has empathic mimicry.

why does everyone have more than one character

^You can have more than one character if you want

oh ok....i will prolly get confused by it but thats ok....now i have to come up with a new ability.....

Name: Allison "Alli" Jennings
Age: 17
Height: 5'11
Hair&Eye Color: Blonde hair brown eyes
Ability: Cryokinesis- she can create ice from water vapor in the air.
Limitations: she cant cover herself in it but can make shields and weapons as well as freeze people.....

She is a cold vapid teenage girl more into herself than whats going on around her. She is snobby and the typical "mean" girl in school who is popular but nobody realy likes.

Yeah, you just make up your own storyline and eventually connect with other people. If you ever want to merge stories with me, just send me a PM; I always love writing with other people.



So rich they could buy Canada? Hmm?

Tank you!! *huggles* sorry to intrusive? im SCMO btw nice t meet you!! yeah i just kinda made one up.....

I don't know how much Canada costs to buy. They are POSSIBLY 3 times richer than Tony Stark?

So that's 3 characters who have some ice-type ability now: Peter Summers [my character who I haven't re-listed yet], Melanie Chase [H24's character] and SCMO's new character. I'll re-list Pete when H24 re-lists her characters since his story closely links with H24's main characters.

oh is her ability a problem? i can change it...my mind is just bursting wit abilities i just liked ice the best its ok if u want me to change it....

^Its fine. I'm just saying I was the first one to have a character with cryokinesis. I've toned down a lot of the ice abilities so its not a 'cheat' character - I kept the ice, water and mist forms though. Mostly its to solve everyday problems like - locked outside his house? Easy, Peter can just turn to water form, slide under the door and become human form again and collect his keys.

oh well Alli just can make shileds and ice spikes and such....shes not all uber like iceman and of course she can freze people like tracy but thats about it.....

Pete is like Iceman-light. Iceman would kill my Peter character in a couple of minutes. So I think I have him toned-down enough. If there was a silver surfer type character in this - now THAT would be a cheat character.

Yeah he would be all "Haha I have the poer cosic now die!!" we would all get pwnd....we need a Johnny Storm character....

^ I would like to write for a Johnny Storm character but I would have to come up with a great name for him. If we could have characters related to heroes characters I could make him Molly's bro and call him Johnny Walker.

why cant you?

In the original HH thread it said to keep the characters as non-Heroes related as possible. I could always have him as the brother of someone else's character I suppose. How about having him as Allison's brother - fire [Johnny] and ice [Allison] siblings!

Works for me!!!! She gets to be the nitch and he can be the nice one....that actually works really well.

^Great! I'll work with you over pm.

Okey dokey!!!

OT: Hurry up and write, people! I'm starting to feel awkward... Being the only one submitting anything.

Denise Lewis

"Denise, get up!" Becky shouted from somewhere in the expansive house. There was a thunderous knock on the door that revived Denise; instinctively she opened her eyes and glared at the wood that separated the two. Though she enjoyed her sister moving back in, there were the times when Denise wished Becky would just move back out. Sure, their father was horribly sick and all, but that wasn't exactly an anagram for "move back in".
"Yes, mother." Denise growled as she sat up, stretched her limps, and tiredly glanced at her alarm clock. 'September seventh... Oh my!' She bolted upright, slid her feet into the cozy slippers, and pranced over to the door. "School's starting!" She excitedly hollered to no one in particular. Her hands trembled with excitement as she snatched the door and closed it. Like a giddy schoolgirl, she skipped down the hall and stairs, across the living room and into the kitchen. Becky was busy chatting away in business-talk to her coworkers on her cell phone.
"Yeah, yeah – yeah, I heard. Okay, yeah, go ahead and do that, contact me when it's done." Becky snapped the phone shut and dropped it into the purse that hung around her shoulder.
"I won't be able to pick you up tonight, I'll be busy." She unenthusiastically informed without bothering to look up. Typical for Becky: Selfish, serious and put work before anything.
"Okay, I can walk. Not that far." Denise nodded as she drank from the mug of coffee that sat in front of her. She would have loved to get a ride, eliminating at least twenty minutes of pointless walking, but the fact that it was the first day of her last year beat any complaint. Finally, after four years of high school, Denise would be graduating. Finally.
A swollen spider gracefully swooped down and landed on the rim of Denise's mug, catching her attention. It silently stalked around, looking for prey, its multiple eyes scanning the distance. Quietly Denise hovered her hand above the spider and closed her eyes, opening up her imagination and allowing herself to travel deep inside the insects body. She caressed the millions of drops of ichors inside its pulsing body, running her fingers along it's inside and feeling every inch of it. So pleasantly disgusting. With an evil grin and a yank, she tore the cells out, millions of green-ish beads leaking out and being sucked up into the atmosphere, circulating Denise's hand and dancing madly around her twirling fingers. The spider collapsed, dry and lifeless.
"That's... just plain sick." Becky snarled as she sighed, put on the new in-style sunglasses, and walked to the door, her high-heels clanking against the tiled floor. "See you tonight; good luck." She called out before leaving to another day of a boring, serious office life.
The drops of thick, green liquid dropped to the floor, splattering against the white and blue tiles. That was Denise Lewis's power: the ability to drain liquid from living beings. She didn't know why it was only from living things, but she swore a few times she managed to force the beads of water on her glass to move upwards. That might have, sadly, just been her desperation.
With one last sip of the coffee mug, she jumped up and stalked off to her room, going to get ready for school. One last year and it would all be over.

ok i will write something.....so right.....
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Carter got home late the police had taken him to the hospital with the man for questioning. He woke up groggily and got ready. This was his first day at a new high school. A high school for people like him. People with abilities. He sighed as he put all his books in is book bag. Carter had always been smart and eager to lear he had gone to freshman orirntation earlier in the summer and had gotten a jump on his advanced classes. He as told by te principal he would be in classes with sophmores,juniors,and seniors. He as basically starting high school as a 10th grader. He got out of the car after wishing his mother goodbye. he sighed heavily "Oh joy...another school to be picked on at." He walked up to the school and using his ability in his favorite way bent the light around himself t make him unnoticeable. He could make himself invisible but just less interesting so that nobody would notice him. Unless he ran into somebody wich he did. He fell to the ground dropping the book he was reading. He looked up at the girl he had bumped into. She sneered
"Watch were your going dork!"
He hurridly got up grabbed his book mumbled sorry and ran away. "Great way to start the school year. I hope nobody saw that." he muttered to himself as he found his class and sat in the back of the class.

Name: Johnny Jennings
Age: 17
Height: 6'2
Hair&Eye Color: Blond hair blue eyes
Ability: Pyrokinesis - can create and manipulate fire. Can cover his body in flames and propel himself forwards by shooting flames from his feet. It is currently unknown how hot his flames can become.
Limitations: Johnny's flame can be extinguished by smothering materials, such as water, sand, fire-fighting foam, and heat-resistant blankets, unless his flame is at such an intensity that it immediately vaporizes such materials on contact. If his flame does go-out he won't be able to re-ignite his body or use flames for quite a while - usually an hour or more.

Johnny is the non-identical twin of Allison Jennings, he can be a little rash sometimes but has a kind heart. Likes fast cars, hot girls, that kind of thing.

Allison woke up early excited about her first day of school "The ice queen is returning to her kindgdom." She smiled coldly in the bathroom mirror. "I look perfect as usual." she smoothed her to short ice blue skirt and way to tight white long sleeve top. She walked out of thebathroom and laughed as she froze the door closed. She opened her twins room's door. She grimanced at the mess. "Hey flame for brains wake up. Its the first day of school." She gently nudges him. Allison didnt like most people but she had a soft spot forher twim even if she like to make him mad. He looked up still half alseep.
"Alli get your anorexic butt out of my room NOW!" He tossed his pillow at her. He got up and headed for the bathroom while she went down stairs. Se was sitting down for breakfast wen she heard himm yell "Allison!! You cow you froze the door shut!!" She laughed as her mom put a bowl of cereal in front of her. Thier mom had no ability but thier dad did. He was at wokr early this morning but his ability was limited weather control. He could basically make it rain. Johhny came down stairs and hugged their mother grabbed two peices of bread and toasted them in his hands.
"Johhny can I have a ride to school?" she looked up pleadingly. He scowled she knew he had to say yes as much as he didnt want to.
"Yeah whatever but you have to sit in the back seat." Their parents had given him a car for their seventeenth birthday. She had gotten a new computer. She thought it was fair trade...because their parents made Johnny give her a ride wenever she wanted it. "Go get int the car frosty I'll be there in a minute." Allison grabbed herbag and got in her brothers car, passenger seat of course.
"This is gonna be a great year!" She sat and waited for her brother.
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Ok IM what do you think?

Hmmm...perhaps I'll bring Michael back for short while. Never did get to his final scene in the first one.

Do it Gerby!!!

Name: Nicholas Robert Greene (previously Michael Corvis...will get more into it later)
Ability: Can absorb, convert, and redirect most all forms of energy, e.g., absorb the heat from a fire and emit it as light from his body, absorb physical kinetic and convert it into electricity, etc.
Age: 26 (assuming that it is 8 years from original RPG)
Appearance: 5'10", 185 lbs, medium length brown hair, hazel eyes, athletic build.

The last time anyone saw Michael was just before the Fall Ball at River Hill 8 years ago. Although he was searched for, he was never found. Not even by the use of clairvoyance. It was assumed he died. Now, several years later, he returned. But it was not Michael. It was Nicholas. And for Nick, this was his first time to the area. He moved here because it was a place where he didn't have to worry as much about having an ability. In a new city, with a new job (as a bartender at one of the pubs), Nick was ready for a fresh start.

To be continued...

Great job Gerby!!!!

OT: To explain Maybelle’s power: She can only perform illusions on herself, so she can’t make the room explode, but she could make the illusion of herself explode. Hope that explains it.

“Ah, smell that marvellous aroma, Denise?” Dale sighed in satisfaction.
“Yep... I just love the scent of lemon cleaner.” Denise sarcastically joked. There was still ten minutes before school started, but Denise and Dale were determined to be extra early for their classes. The right desk meant everything in the classroom atmosphere; get stuck around the wrong crowd and your grades might suffer. Or worse, be copied.
“So what are the plans for our last year, Denise?” Dale chirped. He tried desperately to keep up but his short, stumpy legs were no match against Denise’s long, gangly figure.
“Well I’m not giving up my dream of yearbook committee president yet,” Dale nodded in agreement. “And I might just reconsider the position of Arts Rep. in the student council.”
“Oh, you would be perfect! You’re oil painting has much improved,” Dale complimented. “Plus, you’re a natural public speaker and-”
“Hey girrllfrieeeend!” The high, obnoxious voice greeted from down the hall. Both looked up to see the beautiful blonde skipping towards them, her arms outright and waiting to hug Denise.
“Oh bother...” Dale sighed as Denise hugged Maybelle Carter, the super model wannabe. It was no surprise Maybelle returned to school looking like all she did was tan. Despite the fact Denise was African-American, Maybelle made her look like the palest thing in the world.
“So O, M, G, I have the most strangest story to tell! I was walking to school today, and Jake Ryans asked me out! And I was like, uh, ew, no way, like, heh, right?” Maybelle asked with so many “pffts” and “tsks” that it became ridiculous.
Denise nodded, clueless, not understanding a word of it. “Yeah, it’s um, very... questionable.”
“I know, right? So like, what classes you got? I’m stuck with Mrs. Hoover for English and Gym! Like, ew!” Maybelle said as she flailed her hands disgustedly. Mrs. Hoover, the teacher of Hell. She actually taught things instead of admiring the attractive female students – and that was a huge upset for Maybelle. Though she was beautiful, talented in the musical field and had amazing control over her self-illusionary abilities, she was undoubtedly dumb. A huge airhead. Some people said that’s where her big, blue eyes were placed far away from each other. The air was pushing them outwards.
“Oh, we have Biology together. Exciting.” Denise said as she compared the two timetables.
Dale opened his mouth to speak. “I also have Biology-”
“Oooh, I wonder who else has the class with us! Hopefully Derrick Ramool, he is so hot!”
“Yes,” Denise nodded. “He sure is an attractive fellow.”
Denise never understood how the two ever became friends. There was the long history between the two, being linked through their older siblings, but the fact that they remained friends when they were both entirely different was a wonder. Denise was the ultimate nerd, mutli-coloured braces included, while Maybelle was... Maybelle. Still, Denise cherished their friendship.
“Well I am sure we’ll have more friends in the class. Dale, for example, and-”
“Who?” Maybelle interrupted.
Denise glanced down at Dale, who stood a foot shorter than the two. “Dale... Our friend.”
“Oh, right! Dale! I forgot about you... How’ve you been?” Maybelle tiredly asked.
“I’ve been good, and matter-of-factly, I-”
“Hah, right, nice, anyways, I gotta go find my class and all, so I’ll see you two later! Bye!” Maybelle waved goodbye as she skipped off down the hall and out of sight.
“I guess we should, too.” Denise decided, and simultaneously, the bell rang, signalling the start of class. ‘Finally, time to start the last year! And we’ve got... Chemistry, joy!’

Cool!! what is Dale's ability? and from the fist rpg i never quie understood the abilities classes like because Carter and Maybelle have illusionary abilites would they be in the same class for that or would they be in seperate classes cuz he can put them on other things as well??

Johnny Jennings

Johnny grabs his schoolbag and goes to the car. He sees his sister in the passenger seat.... as usual not listening to Johnny's request. "I thought I told you to get in the back!" says Johnny with mock anger. Even though they were non-identical twins, Johnny liked to think of himself as having the older brother role of protecting his sister. They had their arguments and played pranks on each other but it was all in good fun with no intended malice. "So? What you going to do about it? Burn my handbag?" Allison shoots back. "fine, do whatever you please, just don't distract me while I drive" says Johnny.
It doesn't take long for them to arrive at River Hill High and Johnny easily finds a parking bay. "C'mon Little Miss Icicle, lets get going. Funny how we're in all the same classes huh?" says Johnny. Johnny and Allison get out of the car and Johnny locks it. They head for their first class. "Try not to cramp my style hot-head, I don't want you embarrassing me in front of the others in our class!" replies Allison. "Style? I didn't know you had any" says Johnny with a grin.