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The blows hit but seem to do next to nothing. However, Caitlin is not surprised since Selebrity is correct, she is holding back since it's a training session and she doesn't wish to hurt such a handsome fellow. Good on him for smiling, though. He takes it all in stride but at the same time he gently scolds her for fighting more like the famous Muhammad Ali rather than fighting like how she should be. The words the A-lister uses do sound harsh on the ears, like sandpaper rubbing on wood to scrub away the rough spots. But that handsome face speaks of a different story since he doesn't look furious at her or anything other negative thing. He's instructing her that she can do so much better. He's a teacher who is trying to raise her above her station. But he can only open the door, it is Caitlin who has to walk through it. At least, that's how the Ultra Amazon takes it all. Suddenly she feels a bit like Neo in the Matrix movie and Selebrity is Morpheus, trying to unlock her potential. The difference, though, is Caitlin is certainly not 'the one' and she isn't anyone special. That's Selebrity, the man of might and right. A star and unofficial king of Hollywood. At least, to Caitlin he is.

Caitlin sees he has more to say so she waits and listens. Then he does that dirt thing, lifting a mighty chunk of it like it weigh's nothing at all. Treating it like a feather before breaking it apart as easily as he would tissue paper. The strength to do that is nothing but impressive as she takes a shower of dirt and dust. Out of habit, Caitlin brings up her hands as she closes her eyes to prevent anything from getting in. She fully expects an attack. But she slowly opens one eye and sees the dust settle with nothing coming. The Ultra Hero lowers her arms.

Caitlin coughs as the last of the dust clears before she listens to the rest of what he is trying to get through to her. When he finishes, Caitlin glances at the wall he says one of them will go through. That's a big wall. Before, she held back because she didn't want to hurt him. But Selebrity wants to see what Caitlin can do. Unleash all she has and fight like someone who has powers, not like a boxer.

With only Ultra Strength and Ultra Invulnerability in her corner, Caitlin can only do so much. She lost the other powers she once possessed. But even with what she has, she can still do plenty. Plus, her greatest asset is her brain. He even pointed at the side of his head, indicating he wants her to use it. Not a bad idea at all. With much of her power gone, she will need to think.

Caitlin does think, but only briefly as she gets the spark of an idea. But suddenly she moves quicker than hurricane force winds as her powerful arms slide through the air like a pair of swords. Two hands clap together, resonating with the sound of thunder. This close to Selebrity, the sound propagates through the air at him in less than a second, reaching his ears like some invisible invader ready to do it's work. The sound that Caitlin creates from her clap is off the charts as no instrument can measure it. And as it reaches Selebrity's ears, it is Caitlin's hope that it causes the man to clap his hands over those ears of his, to distract him with the pain. It's an attempt that Caitlin hopes succeeds because, on top of it all, she also tried to do it unexpectedly. As per his instructions, Caitlin is trying to be unpredictable, hence the sudden thunderclap.

Provided the thunderclap works and Selebrity is effected by it to her satisfaction, Caitlin tears up the ground as if it's made of fragile Styrofoam in order to pick up a large boulder of dirt and rock before she launches herself at him through the air with such speed as to leave even a bullet train in the dust. Her arms come down to try and smash the dirt boulder into his face as part of her next attack phase. If he even thinks to open his eyes, it is Caitlin's hope the breaking up of the boulder, dirt and dust get into his eyes, nose and mouth in an attempt to not only blind him but choke him.

The final phase of her three pronged attack, provided the first two are successful, Caitlin then seeks to deliver such a mighty right hook as to lay waste an entire mountainside as an attempt to land a blow with such devastating force as to perhaps get him to go through that wall he warned one of them would go through earlier. Afterwards, if all goes according to plan, Caitlin waits to see what he does next OR if any phase of her plan fails, to be on guard for his counter offensive.

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It's strange. The smell arrives first.

Melted, superheated tar. Then the sound of small pops in the air. Microcosmic sonic booms.

Asphalt rises in liquified droplets, steaming. A sudden sound of thunder

**KRAKOW!**

In the bubble of the speed force time slows, the asphalt falls back into place, although smoking and missing its paint. If anything else were moving as fast as the blood-red blur of a man that entered reality it would have sent shards of piping hot road into the crowded sidewalk.

But he's been at this for a while.

Retroactive is careful to run up the corner of the building and avoid blowing out the windows. His Speed Sphere keeps the world around 2 feet of his body intact, neon red and veined with lemon yellow lightning.

He does a front flip onto the rooftop, but falls flat on his face into the gravel.

"Simone Biles...eat your heart out." He hoists himself off the ground and vibrates at an incredible speed, his suit seeping into his skin and a casual business suit of a fine cut and quality leaking out in its place. He stands and looks in the shine of the air conditioning unit. "Looking good."

The Ruby Runner swings open the rooftop entrance and heads down the stairwell. With luck he'll get the appointment he couldn't from the lobby last week.

Or was it last year?

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Smh all these pretty updates and it's still doing shit like that.

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#105  Edited By Supreme_Sapien

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"Nah. Next." The disappointed and dismissive look on Samson's face had his scouting team scrambling for more potential candidates. "Too Northwestern. Next!" Screens were swiped left, photos shuffled like cards on-top of the enlarged table in the center of the conference room. "Come on people who's got something for me? I mean for christ sakes, look at this" holding an observing just one of the many insufficient selection's photo in front of his face. "Are those antennas? Ears? WTF am I looking at here?"

"Excuse me sir?" Samson didnt bother to repeat himself. He seldom did. Instead he violently grabbed a stack of applicant folders and hurled them in the scout's direction. "Clear out your desk and leave you ID badge at the front gate an get to steppin." The A-List Allstar couldn't even be brought to look at the recently shit-canned employee.

"If anyone comes to me with some'n like that again, I'll laser em" he's eyes began to flourish with a nightmarish red hue. "I'll laser they're whole f'n family. Now find me someone special!"

The moment of shocked silence was finally disrupted by the sharp spiking harmony of someone in high heels headed down the hall in their direction. "I believe I have found someone of exceptional pedigree." Ms. Watson announced. "Projected analyses indicate he has elevated stats across the genetic board." The lights were dimmed from her phone. She then proceeded to premiere some rare footage of the individual using her Selebrity app. "His name is Luke Jackson. I know, it doesn't exactly jump off the screen but naturally we can fix that."

By now Samson had already rose up out of his seat for closer inspection. There was more to it then that though. Something beneath the surface of the Superman of Superheroes had been sparked. Standing with a stoic but distracted daydream of a stance, an agent finally chimed in,

"He looks kinda like..."

Yet before he could finish he was abruptly interrupted by Samson's own verbal conclusion. "Thee Champion." Since having laid eyes on the projected image Samson had shown nothing but his back to his collection of exclusive agents. Lost in thought. Lost in memories, perhaps.

"Um..." Ms. Watson looked around at the others with mild distress. "He um...he was part of the mission to colonize Mars. From what we could gather he was part of the Pro-Colonization group. Its risky, but I believe Selebrity can afford to take that risk. In fact, I'm positive we're the only one's who can."

Moments went by without a word leaving a room full of blank looks and worried expressions. The longest moments of silence any of them had ever experienced. When finally, "Bring him in."

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@supreme_sapien: (OOC: Judging by your pic, I'm guessing Green Sentinel and Paragon are out, right? Hehe. Just teasing. ~_^)

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To witness the aerial view of the city at night was like being hailed by the angels, the lights stole your breath away in the most magical way possible. Down there were thousands of souls who's lights burned just as brightly as the artificial bulbs. Each one of them was a star, it was just that under the haze of everyday life they came to forget it and believe themselves ordinary. But like the "ordinary" air and the "ordinary" water, they are the purity that makes the world so enchanting, so beautiful, so worth living in. That is what Luke Jackson. The Prime. Thought of these humans. Why he fought so hard to protect them, to be a savior. Because these humans have the potential to be something good. Something greater; all they needed was a gentle nudge in the correct direction.

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Luke had received a request, an invitation to a place called Selebrity, and Luke believed that through these people he could make something of his time on Earth. At least until he could remember where his home was. Irony. The Ultra-Powered alien with telepathy cannot remember his own home. It brought a sour taste to his mouth.

Luke drifted downwards to the Selebrity building and as his feet touched the ground he sighed. "Let's get this over with." Then he walked inside, his cape billowing behind him. And approaching the receptionist he would say: "I am Prime. I have an appointment."

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Never one to wait for an invitation, upon silently introducing herself to the establishment Trinity gave only the most cursory of glances before proceeding to simply...show herself around. Brow furrowed in concentration, listening for anything that might indicate she was actually where she needed to be. A random remark here, stray bits of conversation there, until (in response to a voice she'd make sure to remember for later) she heard the voice of the one she'd come for.

Her head whipped in the direction from which it'd come but by then he'd vacated the room, the sound of rapidly displaced air informing her that she wouldn't have to hunt him down. He was coming to her.

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A gradual tilt of the head, as the Seraphic Starchild read and attempted to process a bevy of social cues with varying degrees of familiarity. She didn't read many things well, but she'd been dealing in aggression, incoming and outward-directed, since the moment she opened her eyes. It was want versus need. Bioengineered instincts compounded by ruthless conditioning necessitated she respond in turn. But stronger still, hatred for the maker compelled her to rebel. When it suited her. And what suited her now was not the destruction upon which she'd built a reputation that even intergalactic peacekeepers feared.

"If I wanted a fight I wouldn't need to come here," she spat back. What a silly insinuation. She had countless targets for that, and Leo if she wanted someone who wouldn't just crumble. "I have a different use for you. I saw you on the video screen." Her face balled up, cycling then through a myriad of expressions which suggested she was straining with great difficulty against some internal thought process. Searching for the words least damaging to her sense of self before opening her mouth and saying, "You need to help me."

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#109  Edited By Supreme_Sapien

@ultra-woman: (sorry if I missed anything was working strictly off memory)

And just like that, the Superman of Superheroes had gotten everything he had asked for. And then some. The sound based shockwave was not only an audible assault on the senses, but a physical bone rattling one as well. The run-over of which had planted several members of the media firmly on their asses. For them, the entire episode had been a thrilling joyride. For Samson however, it had served as a clear indication of the Sequel's actual might.

Only moments after defensively cupping his ears, the A-List Allstar's nuanced optical brilliance caught and tracked the Ultra-Amazon's secondary attack. A powerful frontal attack not unlike his own previous incursion.

Just before impact Samson roared with adrenaline and rage, only seconds before being clobbered into the ground with the force of a supernatural tidal-wave. Oohs and aaahs resonated from the stadium seats and press boxes. Ultra's gladiatorial nature seducing the media with each passing moment. With each successful shot.

Beneath the loose ruble and earth, unharmed but playing the moment up for theatrical effect, the Bad Boy of Brand Marketing waited to move. Or at least he had intended to remain still, that was until the third tier of the Sequel's offensive onslaught found a home. A strike so subliminally powerful it broke through Samson's invisible protective aura. Condemning his exclusive body to a shot more furious then that of a mountain shattering juggernaut.

At first the force blew him backwards, feet dug into the ground carving two trenches across the freshly groomed grass to the dismay of the grounds crew. Before the momentum ultimately forced him to succumb to its might and lean backwards in the same direction. Blasting off with what little balance he had left rather then to be put through a wall, Samson back-flipped before takingk to the sky.

"Incredible." she thought. Samson's liaison had remained behind with the SUV but she had been anything but idle. With phone in hand, Selebrity app open and operational, she diligently monitored and recorded the latest Selebrity project's baseline stats. Photographing her displays of immense power and abilities instantly uploading them to the Gram for public consumption. And the views. Never forget the views. With any luck there would be enough analytic data to create an evolving spread sheet on the Ultra-Amazon's achievable capabilities.

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Suddenly the temperature bottomed out, the atmosphere felt heavy and fleeting. With one mighty inhale the A-lister nearly swallowed all of the available air in the vicinity before firing off an explosive exhale seeking to overwhelm the Glamazon with gale force winds and arctic level temperatures.

Instantly the ground beneath her feet iced over and the hovering Samson smiled. A smile that eerily stopped on a dime with sociopathic tendencies. His body subtly tensed, a million or more micro ignitions erupted beneath the surface of his body allowing the Superman of Superheroes to speed blitz his opponent like a superhuman nuclear missile. Both hands balled into colossal fists as he dived down and at an angle attempting to smash straight into, or perhaps even through, his training partner. It wasn't tactical or stylish. It was however, raw. It was crud. Most importantly though, it was savagely powerful.

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#110  Edited By Supreme_Sapien

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Beneath a slumbering pile of leather, semi-naked bodies, and the unshakable scent of debauchery, Samson Starr began to stir. The constant vibrations of his phone off the cocaine stained table from across the room all but driving the Superman of Superheroes insane.

"What. Do. You.Want." he grumbled. His aggravation evident. "Sorry sir. But your one o'clock is here. Should I...should I reschedule sir?"the voice on the other end shakily questioned. "Nah. F'it. Its fine I'll be there in a minute."

Passively shoving a torn fishnet covered leg off his persons, the very real thought of roasting the entire crowd currently asleep in his bed brought forth an involuntarily chuckle and a right brow arched in self-amusement. Oh how simple it could be if he simply broke the fabricated shackles of superhero morality and set himself free. An inadvertent blink and suddenly the Supreme Sapien's eyes were glowing red, before he ultimately dismissed the idea and retreated to his walk-in closet in search of one of his many designer suits.

Within seconds he was dressed to the nines and already floating before the newest potential Selebrity signing. "Welcome, welcome. Diggin the look I gotta say." clicking his tongue and pointing at the Manhunter of Mar's attire. "Who designs your cape?" Not waiting for an answer Samson began to walk to the elevator and ultimately, up to his office. Waiting until Luke had taken a seat, or decided to survey the office from a more standard, upright position, before approaching the topic of marketing. "So in case you dont know what it is we do here, its simple. We make superheroes into superhuman superstars. Capes and capitalism. Its so obvious its painful. You can save a life with superspeed, sure. But you can change entire generations with enough bank. With your gifts and now thanks to your intervention on Mars, skyrocketing profile, you could set the marketplace. Video-Games. Sports drinks. Hell, let the media see you out walking around in a NASA jacket and I promise you, an endorsement wont be far behind. All you gotta do is sign with the winning squad. Let Selebrity do the rest."

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Luke stood in the front area with his feet squared and his fists clenched slightly almost as if he were preparing for battle. The workers around him stared slightly at the incredibly intimidating form of the universes Prime warrior. He was unlike this worlds Thee Champion, or even Superion. While they all dressed similarly (Which confused Luke greatly as he didn't understand how they got his family crest) the other heroes had very different morals from Lukes. They fought for Truth and Justice. Luke fought in wars. He was a warrior through and through, he was a killer; he had slain more enemies then most could dream. His cape would ripple in the wind and his hair would blow across his handsome face, but no matter the look on the outside nothing could conceal the primal warrior's rage from within, and these people could sense it clearly. It scared them

He could hear the air parting as Samson floated into the area before the man even arrived and announced it so.

"Welcome, welcome. Diggin the look I gotta say."

Luke simply looked at the Superman of Superheroes and nodded to show his thanks, the man was big, sturdy, but something about him set Luke off. As a being of privacy the telepath refrained from attempting to peak into his mind.

Who designs your cape?"

"Don't know." He'd follow Samson up the stairs and to his office; and through there were several chairs in the spacious office space Luke stood by the door with his arms crossed against his broad chest.

"So in case you dont know what it is we do here, its simple. We make superheroes into superhuman superstars. Capes and capitalism. Its so obvious its painful. You can save a life with superspeed, sure. But you can change entire generations with enough bank. With your gifts and now thanks to your intervention on Mars, skyrocketing profile, you could set the marketplace. Video-Games. Sports drinks. Hell, let the media see you out walking around in a NASA jacket and I promise you, an endorsement wont be far behind. All you gotta do is sign with the winning squad. Let Selebrity do the rest."

Luke would shrug his shoulder "Sure sounds fun. Where do I sign?" When Samson showed him the correct documents Prime would take a pen and sign his name across the papers. Luke didn't take much of this seriously, mostly because he had no real ties to Earth seeing that he was an alien and he didn't plan on staying long. But while he was on this planet he wanted to make a difference, and Selebrity could help him do that...so he signed.

He looked at Samson "I want my identity kept secret, the world can have Prime, I keep Luke Jackson. I need my privacy or else I get a bit crazy." His tone would be joking, but his eyes held a bit of malicious fire within them, and his mouth would curl into a smile. "Now that, that's out of the way...what next Earthling?"

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#113  Edited By Supreme_Sapien

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His disappointment was effortlessly masked by years of perfected media appearances. So he smiled, as he often did. He portrayed a none aggressive posture and welcoming stance, all while internalizing his frustrations.

For a moment it had appeared as though an opportunity to open up and cut loose on a superhuman intruder had finally come to fruition. Or perhaps that had been what Samson had wanted so badly, it had become the only thing he had bothered to envision leading up to this unexpected meeting.

Sadly, it was now obvious that the intruder's intentions were merely traditional. But even so, in the heated climate and new era of legislation, paranoia, and accountability, even traditional had become somewhat problematic.

"You need to help me."

"I'm not sure what it is you think I can help you with?" He calmly stated. His optical omnipotence radically surveying any and all ticks, tells and micro-expressions currently on display. A subtle squint helping to magnify his X-ray vision, seeking to unlock the mysteries of the stranger's biological make-up. But all he could concretely assess was that the blonde bombshell was no mutant. At least not a mutant with an active and dedicated x-gene.

"There are things Selebrity could, help you with however. With your look, ten million followers on Twitch alone. You game? Nevermind doesnt matter. The perception is all that matters. The narrative, is all that matters. I could help you with your...fashion sense. The homeless cape look went outta style....well, lets face it it was never in style but you know what I mean. Point is, Selebrity can help you establish a devoted following. A legion of fans but something tells me that isnt the type of help you're talking about. Is it"

His words felt sincere. They weren't. His presence was attentive, carrying. It wasn't. Samson's entire superhero persona was, as usual, on autopilot. He could say all the right things at exactly the right time and mean none of it.

So again he simply followed the superhero handbook of amicable social interest before flashing an all-American smile and asking, "Tell me, what exactly is it you'd like me to help you with? And we'll slowly take it from there."

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@luke_jackson: (I'm really digging your involvement with this thread. it fits)

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#118  Edited By Ultra-Woman

@supreme_sapien: (OOC: No worries! ^_^)

Caitlin gives no heed, at first, to the reactions coming from the crowd or that she knocked them on their collective butts with her thunderclap. Her only focus right now is her training partner and never in her life has the Ultra-Amazon been in a training scenario quite like this.

Caitlin is happy to see the first two phases of her attacks succeed. Even her mighty right hook that seems to have the strength of Hercules behind it scores a hit. Like a pinball, the mighty Samson is sent flying backwards. The red haired beauty watches as Selebrity tries to deny the punch, digging into the Earth with such might as to scar the Earth itself from the passage his feet make. But Caitlin smiles when the force of her blow makes it hard for the Mighty Samson and he leans backwards to go with the flow.

Caitlin narrows her eyes, however, as Selebrity uses his power of flight to stop himself. She should know known things wouldn't be that easy. But just as the Ultra-Hero is about to make her next move, Samson beats her to it. Suddenly, but only for a moment, it almost became hard to breathe. It's almost like being in a near vacuum as an invisible hole of air gets sucked into Samson's powerful lungs. But the air rushes back to fill the void, making a whooshing sound as it does accompanied by such a raging blizzard of cold that would make Niflheim jealous with envy. Then there is the gale force winds of hundreds of miles per hour, which is capable of uprooting trees and sending straw through a two by four.

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When Selebrity sucks in the air, Caitlin sees it as something of a telegraphed attack. She knows what is coming next so she braces herself. Despite this, there isn't really much to hang on to and dirt makes a terrible thing to do it with. So as the winds blast her with such concussive force as to nearly tear her away like so much trash, she digs in with her hands and feet. But she tears up the grass as she does so as the Ultra-Amazon is being driven back.

The cold is something else entirely. This isn't something like winter, but truly freezing temperatures that could end the life of a human instantly. Caitlin's been in space before and has been completely unaffected, but this cold is something she definitely feels and it chills her right down to the very bone. She speculates, however briefly, that perhaps Samson might be inducing absolute zero. If it's not, it's close enough in Caitlin's book.

As Caitlin struggles against the powerful winds and cold, her teeth begin chattering as she begins losing her strength. Cold is sapping it, making her feel like she's becoming statue of flesh and bone. She loses her grip and is blown back. The winds and cold blinding her to what Samson does next because the next thing Caitlin feels two fists slam into her midsection with a blow that feels like she's just been hit by a bull with super-human strength. Her torso aches and screams in complaint as pain finds it's way through her muscular physique. Rarely has Caitlin ever been hit so hard in her life. Even the air is knocked from her lungs.

Caitlin doesn't waste a moment. Perhaps it's a dirty move to some. If Samson doesn't like it, he can scold her for it. But right now, she doesn't know what else to do. So she brings her palms up and opens her eyes, then her arms flash with the movement of lightning quickness as she tries to slam her palms over top those ears in order to try and stun Selebrity. If this works, Caitlin immediately follows up this attack by attempting to grab onto one of his legs before attempting to do the famous Hulk move and slamming the poor man into the ground on either side of her like a child throwing a temper tantrum, turning the ground around them into a crater as dirt and grass fly up everywhere. Perhaps the crowd will laugh at this part knowing where Caitlin got the move from. That is, IF it succeeds.

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#119  Edited By ParagonxXx

@sir_percival: I wouldn't worry about the same amount of power set. The important thing is to have fun. ^_^

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Reading the apparent diminishing of his own aggressive intent, Trinity straightened up once more. Even still, she appeared almost...puzzled. For the Destructor herself to properly deescalate a situation without the use of violence to enforce her will...She'd only ever attempted it once before, and it ended badly. So even as she seemed to relax in response to the hero brand's poster-child, she remained ever on-guard.

Peering into her biological makeup, he'd find she was something so far removed from the human-mutant dichotomy that the words to describe them...simply didn't exist. Her body's adaptive catalogue had absorbed, processed and converted material from beings human, mutant, and other – designed to be universally compatible, yes – but was not itself comprised of the same nucleotides and structures known to exist on Earth. Weaponized biological perfection capable of adapting to, perhaps, any circumstance, while presently under no stress it was at a relative "static," a perfectly balanced homeostasis.

And while ignorant of his visual intrusion, Trinity likewise pushed her way past conventional norms dictating personal boundaries, seeking to press her way into his mind. One way or another, this was the proof. Once upon a time she'd been a cosmic-level psionic, taming entire legions of savage creatures with her thoughts, contesting veritable titans on the Astral Plane. Following the last confrontation with Nordok at Augusta, the Shadow Brethren's gift was unreliable. At times she was as strong as ever she was; at others, so feeble her teke could barely lift a single stone; sometimes she couldn't access the power at all. Now she was attempting to prod her way into his mind, to explain in her own way.

"You said your masters provide aid to those in need, and employ beings with a myriad of abilities. I require a telepath, to assess me for damage and help me recover my psionic power."

Failing a successful attempt at direct mental communication, she was reluctantly willing to repeat herself aloud.

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Speedsters. Oh how he loved to troll speedsters. Selebrity had been without on its roster for longer then Samson could remember. In the mind of the A-List Allstar, all speedsters were divas. They were the wide receivers of the superhuman world. Extremely talented. Brash. Versatile. And aggravatingly self-assured armed with the knowledge of their exclusive stand alone traits which made them all but intolerable to manage. And there was only room for one shallow egotistical diva on the Selebrity roster of heroes. Until now.

Samson lingered over the shoulder of an unimportant security officer's terminal as he worked. Casting an easy sense of dread over everyone in the room. "Show me."Leaning in for a closer look at the man's monitor. To the naked eye there was simply nothing to see. One minute the entrance from the rooftop was sealed, the next, it was open. Bringing with it a myriad of alarms and protocols. But for the Superman of Superheroes the visual evidence was as plain as day. "F'n speedsters. You!" An aggressive point at his liaison signified who he intended to recruit for this impromptu meeting. "Come with me."

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As they casually strolled past the Selebrity showcase of uniforms and fan-formed crowds, it was only a short time later and there Samson was, ready to socially intercept the speed-blessed intruder with a rehearsed projection of an all-American superhero. Gracious. Welcoming. And genuine. Ha. If only.

"Welcome to Selebrity, friend. My name is Samson Starr. This is my assistant. You'll have to excuse us, most of our guests use the front lobby." he grinned while silently harboring malevolent thoughts. Like a superhuman sociopath, Samson remained visually approachable and morally fortified like any true-blue boyscout would. "I gotta tell ya. I'm feelin the look though. Tell me, do you have an agent? Representation of any kind?" Without missing a beat the herculean CEO's liaison leaned forward offering the trademarked Selebrity business card.

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Told him he'd need a secretary.

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@luke_jackson: The disinterested look on the face of the Manhunter of Mars was silently alarming. Though Samson did little to betray his internal displeasure. In his mind, capitalism was god and anyone who didnt worship at the alter of the dollar was, above all else, suspect.

Yet the deceptive devil of Cali had mastered the art of concealing his emotions. Concealing his conscious and sub-conscious thought like the true 'superhuman' sociopath he was. All thus without being overwhelmed by the strain of fabricated decency and morality.

For now, the Hall of Fame Hero of Hollywood would simply evaluate Selebrity's first alien candidate on his potential promotional value, and not on his dismissive disinterest in the power of a brand marketing.

"First things first. Whatever that," pausing to point at the Ultimo-Prime's chest embroidered insignia before proceeding, "means to you...whatever it represented before, that shit is done. From now on its stands for Selebrity™ and only Selebrity™." Slightly antagonistic but also stoically proud of his brand's success, Samson's voice was unforgiving as he motioned for Luke to take a look around at his immediate surroundings. Themed banners, curtains, and S-styled flooring, were decoratively spaced throughout the complex.

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"Its in the legal contract you jus briskly signed." Samson was direct yet his words were not of malice or deceit. They were just matter of fact. And to the point.

As Samson began to lead Luke towards one of the many glass walled offices, he never missed an opportunity to stop and greet a worker with a personalized social exchange. Making sure to insert at least 1 known fact about the man, or woman, for added connection. All the while making sure to also introduce - if Samson should get his way - the new face of the Mars mission, the Ultimo-Prime.

"Have a seat Luke. Before the rest of the marketing team gets here I'd like to ask you some'n. You called me Earthling. Am I to assume you are an extraterrestrial? May I ask. What universe, galaxy, solar-system or alternate reality are you from?"

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You are going to be a star! Kate had heard that all her life growing up in Florida. Life just came easy. Ballet, cheerleader, prom queen, and now model and actress, the good things in life always seemed to follow her. The vibrant, blonde always turned eyes wherever she went. She loved this life because life was good.

It was all good until life hit her like a truck...literally.

The lights of the flash came consume many but Kate learned to love it. They shuttered like stars in the night sky. She would smile at her fans looking to get her autograph or just chance for a selfie. The roar of the crowd was a mix between whispers of reporters and the loving screams of the fans, it was just loud noise as both blended to a roar. Many can get lost in the moment but a strange tingle rand across her body as the air seemed to thicken when the crowd seemed to go mute.

Kate found it odd that she heard something in the distance. It was the sound of bouncing ball which made the roar disappear. The sound of a squeal and the smell of burning rubber on asphalt made her scrunch her nose. She looked around underneath her shades to see everyone still like a statue. She turned to see a boy on the side of the street gazing at his ball as it bounced away. In slow motion he lifted his foot to go after ball. Her eyes opened wide as she saw the truck plow its way to the ball as well. Someone help. Someone do something. Anyone.

The boy's next step looked like a slow motion replay as his foot stepped off the edge of the sidewalk. Her eyes opened, her heart skipped a beat and her mind screamed to save the boy. The next thing she knew she was down the street next to the boy, grasping the kid within her arms, her body tensing as she figured this was it for her life. She did not ask how she got there, but she was there and the kid was all that mattered.

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The sound of metal folding upon a collision erupted upon the street as the moving SUV crumbled upon collision. She could smell the oil and anti-freeze hit the ground from the collision as she waited for the hit which did not register completely with her comprehension. Her mind was on the boy cradled in her arms but the slow moving body of the driver being ejected from the crash caught her attention too. It was just instinct but she reached another arm out, pulling the ejected driver into her bosom and the next thing she knew the paparazzi flashes were back with a loud scream of the crowd.

She arose unscathed as were the boy and the driver. The SUV however was a folded mess of metal. She had never done anything like this before. She did not know how to explain it even though the paparazzi asked the question she did not know the answer. She was a super model actress. Now she didn't know what she was.

#Lady_Power #Incredible

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By now the scheduled superhuman sparring session had theatrically spiraled into a grand-scale event. Everyone from the fans, to social media influencers, to excluded media members had descended upon the Coliseum's parking lot hoping for a chance to witness the epic back and forth match in person.

The heightened intensity had the feel of a pay-per-view extravaganza. Precisely as the Hall of Fame Hero of Hollywood had anticipated.

Online poling suggested a 60/40 split with the majority of the fans throwing their support behind the rebranded Sequel. With maybe a third of those being in the secret employment of Selebrity's marketing department. Tasked with manipulating the analytics to give the former Oscar winning performer a favorable looking advantage in the eye of manufactured public perception.

Recorded video(s) couldnt track or keep up with various moments of insane propulsion and speed fueled strikes. Live-streaming viewers were treated to DBZ levels of instant-transmission and eruptions of power popping visuals reminiscent of a colorless firework displays. Only upon slow motion replays could the adoring audience truly experience the battle's play-by-play instantly.

And although Caitlin had expressed little to no interest towards those in attendance, every move Samson had made had been a premeditated promotion of brand, self, and the reborn Primetime Phoenix™.

The quick and determined recovery of his opponent had signaled many things. Done, many things. Yet taking the Superman of Superhero's by surprise had not been one of them. Like superpowered pistons, thee, BH²'s (thee Beverly Hills Hercules') arms fired up along either side of his head defensively intercepting the Cali-Cat's attempted ear drumming smash. "Fool me onc..." his words sharply trailed off as he was unceremoniously snagged and subsequently rag-dolled from right to left, left to right, and back again.

Despite the deep depression cratered into the field's immaculate grass the smashing assault had done little to no physical damage. For Caitlin's sake, it may have been better if it had. Worse then any bodily trauma Samson's overinflated ego, his pride, had been indirectly tampered with. There in lie the true unforgivable injury.

Even from afar, even before the A-List Allstar's eye's ignited in a rapidly growing luminescent hue of Adamantium melting reds, his liaison recognized the warning signs.

"Oh. Dear." she gasped.

Samson took one step before seemingly vanishing with near instantaneous freedom, dancing on the very edge of entering the 11th Wonder of the World, the Speed-Force. Faster then the human, and most superhuman's eyes could follow much less comprehend, he appeared directly in front of the Ultra-Amazon. With an uppercutting motion he sought to snatch her by the neck just under the chin.

Should his near unbreakable grip succeed in seizing the superhuman superstar by the throat, once again his red tinted eyes would glow with incinerating intimidation seemingly prepared to lobotomize his opponent.

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But before success or failure could be fully realized...., "Mister Selebrity and Ultra-Woman ladies and gentleman. Everybody, lets hear it for our heroes. How about a round of applause huh? What a show." Having made her way out onto the 50 yard line, Samson's liaison sought to bring the match to a peaceful and non-controversial close while verbally finessing the shaken all be it, aw-struck members of the media in attendance.

Luckily by the grace of the Observer it was enough of a diversion, and the added applause didnt hurt any either, to arrest the Man of Real and guard him from his own detrimental anger issue. Just like that, as if a switch had been secretly flicked, Samson promptly bowed, smiled wide and waved to the gallery. Completely shifting his focus away from Cat and their intense showdown.

"Thank you thank you. And lets hear it for Ultra-Woman, what a warrior! This woman's fit to be the future of Selebrity. Mark my words." Taking Ultra by the wrist and raising her arm high as if coronating Selebrity's next King.

All across the net, across the myriad of social media platforms the headlines and click-bait articles read,

"The Future of Selebrity"

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Life as she knew it was over. She had isolated herself in her room since saving that kid from the truck. She avoided all calls, even from her agent who always tried to put a positive spin on things. She did not feel in the mood for the spin of the situation. TMZ was a no-no. As was Entertainment Tonight. Her life was over and she was just going to waste away a blacklisted...she didn't even know what she was anymore.

She huffed displeasure, rolling over to see the clock tell her the time. She was not hungry or thirsty. Her phone sat on her side table next to her bed almost tempting her to pick it up. Why do you betray me too, my old friend.

She grabbed her phone like a kid stealing candy. The comments section was the poison of social media, the mean ones would outnumber the good ones. She expected those people to call her freak, slut, man-woman. It was something that she didnt want even if it got her on the Jimmy Show for mean tweets.

Her incident probably streamed all over the platforms. A tear began to form as the temptation of the situation grew greater and greater. On her phone went and she was correct, she was a top streamer but so was HR-3911 and something called Selebrity. Great, either the government was going to bust her door down or she was rejected for some reality tv show. Why do I pay my agent if I didn't even know some channel was casting?

Her name stared her in her face. She knew what to expect if she clicked her name and she cursed it and made her blood boil just thinking about it. Kate would gather herself, slowly exhaling to calm herself down. Don't freak out, Kate. You got this. Just tune on something else.

Selebrity peeked here curiosity as it was searching strong and trying to look at something else she clicked it...

...the Future of Selebrity.

Kate could hear the applause and focused on the two supers that grasped hands and raised it to the crowd. Heroes. With powers. Why does life hate me so?

It was then her eyes recognized something. It was a little different, maybe it was botox or the haircut but the lady on stage sure did look like Caitlin Riker, the actress. She rewinded the footage, pausing it to enlarge her screen. Kate's eyes grew large as she shut up from the bed with just her bed sheets wrapped around her. Holy sh...that is Caitlin Riker.

She was confused but she recognized another public figure with powers. What was this Selebrity and how could they help her?

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Both our chars meet in CA or where ever this place is at.

Awkward moment. Don't even talk to each other.

Both just walk away.

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Deal

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@lyre_:

Both our chars meet in CA or where ever this place is at.

Awkward moment. Don't even talk to each other.

Both just walk away.

*LOL* I would honestly never associate with Orb

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@lyre_:

Awesome.

@chase_moone:

Oh, don't worry. I intended in every way to make Orb as much as a douchebag as humanly possible, if not beyond. It's for purposes.

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Maybe Helena will visit too 😂

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If these two meet, Orb will definitely make fun of one thing about her. That's it.

Afterwards, he's gonna keep quiet. Sharp things are his weakness.

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Caitlin has no idea what is going on behind the scenes nor does she even suspect that Selebrity has manipulated the polls in her favor in order to make her look good. To have this event to be on par with a great pay-per-view bout of epic proportions. The once great Ultra-Woman, once homeless, verses the mighty Selebrity. The underdog Vs. the powerful Samson. But now Caitlin is no longer the underdog as she is being cheered on by fans who are watching by a 60/40 margin.

Although Caitlin is dismayed her attempted strike upon his ears is blocked, she is elated to find her second finds it's mark as she finds success as she pounds him like the Incredible Hulk did to Loki in the movie. Although Ultra-Woman tried her best to inflict damage, nothing apparently appeared on the handsome Superman of Super-Heroes. The red glow of those eyes as Selebrity rises to his feet like a specter coming forth out of some nether realm tells Caitlin she was in for untold horrors. Now she regrets ever performing such a move on him, that this training session has now gone a bit too far. Her eyes open wider, but out of a sense of deep foreboding. Even the crowd watching seems to be breathless as they watch what happens next.

Caitlin used to have what she calls Ultra-Speed, which is just another name for super-speed. Back in those days, she may have been fast enough to avoid what the great and powerful Samson does next. Unfortunately for her, she has lost a great measure of her speed even if she happens to still be quite fast. So when Selebrity attempts to grab her by the neck with the speed that seems like it's been borrowed by the god Mercury himself, Caitlin catches just the barest glimpse of the man moving before his hand is at her throat.

Surprised by such raw speed, it seems as if he moved as fast as light itself. Caitlin had no chance to even dodge or react. Suddenly, she finds her air supply cut off as her hands come to his wrist and struggling to breathe. She tries to break his grip that seems as strong and indestructible as Adamantium itself but stops once she sees the twin crimson glow from those eyes once again. A stare so menacing as to give pause even to the strongest of beings in the universe, a stare that sends cold chills down Caitlin's very spine. Oh crap...

Unable to break free and rendered helpless, Caitlin thinks this is the end. She's going to die before hundreds, maybe thousands, of spectators. All without ever being able to crawl out of the black abyss that has swallowed her whole. A darkness that has become her life, but given hope by being given a chance to rise above it all and be better than she had ever been. But does Caitlin close her eyes, not wishing to see the end come? No. Caitlin has already stared death in the face once and this time she does again. Gone is the timid, broken woman who has hit rock bottom. Now Caitlin is replaced by a woman who is not afraid to stare death in the face even if she does fear for her life and doesn't wish it to end.

To Caitlin's relief, words ring out from Samson's liaison and it seems to have an affect on Selebrity for Ultra-Woman finds herself released from the steel hard vice grip and she falls to her knees holding her throat and coughing. She gasps for air too, relieved she is very much alive. Caitlin owes the liaison her life.

By the time Caitlin stands to her feet, shaken but hiding it well, her hand is being raised in the air. She decides to play to the crowd. For the first time since this whole thing began, she finally acknowledges them. They are cheering for not only for her but also for Selebrity. Both names are being chanted repeatedly. Pictures and flashes from cameras appear as if the very stars have come down to Earth in observance of this spectacle. Caitlin still doesn't know what Selebrity has done behind the scenes to make Ultra-Woman look good. But now that she sees the cheering crowd, she holds her other arm over her head and more cheers erupt in response.

For the first time in a long time, Caitlin sees that the people are beginning to love her again. Newspaper articles will later be written telling of her possibilities of making a come back seem very likely now. Although the Sequel™ is still hated by a majority that group has shrunk quite significantly because of this televised event. Caitlin almost forgets all about Selebrity's attempt at nearly killing her as she smiles gratefully, unable to get enough of the crowd cheering both her and Samson's names. She smiles with gratitude at the liaison for saving her life, a look that tells all. Hopefully the woman will understand the meaning.

Once the crowd finally settles down, Caitlin lowers her arms. She rubs her throat, the skin is sore and tender, hurting at her touch. Glancing Samson's way, Caitlin can only hope he doesn't believe in grudges. She gets a call on her Data Sleeve and she taps a control to see what it is. That Netflix job about playing Red Sonja's sister? The casting director wants her to come in for an audition. Caitlin closes the message and lowers her arm, taking a deep breath as camera crews and reporters surround them from all sides. They ask a million questions. Caitlin just smiles as if shy, taking the time to answer a few of the questions but ignores most of the others.

With the last question answered, Caitlin decides to give Selebrity a positive image. To uplift him, to make him look good. Perhaps as a way to apologize for that move she performed on him. To stroke that bruised ego and perhaps do a little healing, "Selebrity's the coolest guy on the planet, he really is! It's been a great opportunity to have this chance to flex our respective powers for all to see. Without him, I'd be nothing. So as much as your cheering for me, thank for that by the way," She kisses her palm, then blows it at the cameras, giving a wink before she continues, "Selebrity is the real hero of this event. Let's give it up for the Superman of Super-Heroes!"

Caitlin begins clapping at the end of praising Selebrity and the crowd of reporters and media crews with their rolling cameras cannot help but follow suit. They clap in response, cheering for Samson...for Selebrity. The Superman of Super-Heroes. But inside, Caitlin hides her fear she could have died today and thus it shall be buried. To be forgotten and with the hope it never happens again.

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#143  Edited By Ultra-Woman

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The Sequel™
The Sequel™

Caitlin Riker looks at herself in the mirror, glancing down up and down at her new costume. While she won't be wearing it most of the time, she will when it's required of her. Besides, it's easy on the eyes and very well designed. Was it Selebrity's idea? Caitlin doesn't know, but suddenly someone from the costume department decided to show Ultra-Woman her new costume.

Once putting on the costume was done, Caitlin did the audition for Red Sonja's sister for that planned Netflix reboot. Afterwards she feels really good about her performance. She thinks she knocked it out of the park but the agents said they'll call her if she got the part. So, now has she has to play the waiting game. That's the hardest part. Waiting. Caitlin has her fingers crossed she gets the part.

Now that Caitlin is a part of the Selebrity brand, she now has responsibilities. Part of of those responsibilities is helping out where needed even if it means recruiting others. Once in, Caitlin will present their case before Samson for review where he decides weather they are a good fit or not. Today is such a day as that when Ultra-Woman spots a newspaper article as she browses the internet. A woman saved a boy from being run over. A beautiful blonde. The article mentions her by name and Caitlin recognizes it as one belonging to a model as well as the current CEO of Power Girl Inc. Caitlin remembers reading about her in the newspaper a number of times as well as modeling magazines. Never had the pleasure of meeting Kate, however. Their pathways never crossed.

Caitlin bites her lower lip and wonders if she should reach out to Kate, see if she's willing to join Selebrity. Would Samson himself approve? Well, only one way to find out. Caitlin spends an hour or two finding out where Kate is currently staying. At least, she attempts to find out this information. If successful then Caitlin makes her way there. She knocks on the door that she hopes will lead to a meeting between the two women.

As Caitlin knocks again, she stands there in her new costume. She may be Ultra-Woman but Selebrity has re-branded her the Sequel™. If Kate opens the door, Caitlin smiles warmly at her, sticking her hand out for a handshake, "Hi, I'm Caitlin Riker. Would it be okay if we talked for a bit?"

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Gonna be popping around here soon.

Gotta hit me back with that Retro post first though

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#146  Edited By Luke_Jackson

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Though the Superman of Superheroes did little to betray his emotions Luke caught the minuscule show emotion through his powers. He watched every single motion in super speed and saw every shift in his skin and eyes with his enhanced vision and his mouth curled in a smile. Luke was something. He didn't masquerade as a hero like Samson did. Luke was a hero. But he also followed along the lines of a vigilante by not caring about killing his enemies when it was needed. But yet there was another side of him that was quite insane, it was a side almost no one lived to see, and Luke was quite horrible at hiding it. But unlike Samson Luke had no control over it, it was something he didn't even know about. It was...scary. Luke loved to play games with people's emotions and mind, keep them off-balanced and off guard, he thought that was probably the telepath that rested within him not the evergrowing mental imbalance growing inside him.

"First things first. Whatever that,""means to you...whatever it represented before, that shit is done. From now on its stands for Selebrity™ and only Selebrity™."

Luke's smile wouldn't shift form yet it would grow wider his bright teeth would shine in the light and he would walk forward a couple spaces as he scanned this man over with his mind. It would be so easy to kill you. He would smile broader and say "Yes, I'm aware. I read the contract." Then as he saw Samsons' leg begin to move toward the door Luke would stride out of the hallway in front of him trying to calm down and get his bearings. As they walked out in the hallway Prime noticed Samson's demeanor to his workers, and while he talked Luke listened slightly until he said something that caught his attention.

"Have a seat Luke. Before the rest of the marketing team gets here I'd like to ask you some'n. You called me Earthling. Am I to assume you are an extraterrestrial? May I ask. What universe, galaxy, solar-system or alternate reality are you from?"

"Yes, I come from somewhere not of this planet, but where I hail from is no one's business but my own." This would be said as if Luke was telling Samson to mind his business but in reality he was telling Samson that he practically didn't know...because he didn't remember.

"Now, this marketing team? What is their purpose? Are they going to be setting up a battle between us akin to the one with the redheaded woman? Or what?"

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Gonna be popping around here soon.

Gotta hit me back with that Retro post first though

Look who's talking.

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#148  Edited By Lyre_

@supreme_sapien said:
@lyre_ said:

Gonna be popping around here soon.

Gotta hit me back with that Retro post first though

I owe you a post? Where is this?

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@supreme_sapien said:
@lyre_ said:

Gonna be popping around here soon.

Gotta hit me back with that Retro post first though

Look who's talking.

When you're in your 40's ya gotta take the weekends off
When you're in your 40's ya gotta take the weekends off

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