Jester's Rp Idea thread

[Mik_Hael]

I've stolen back my creative abilities from the people who they were dolled out to a while ago along with my ability to give a crap and a few other things so i thought I'd flex them a bit. Just looking for a yay or neigh on these and maybe some creative feedback, but mainly this is a way to keep track of ideas before I forget them, first one.

The black pools: No one knows when they started, or where. Maybe they've been here since the beginning of time and we just haven't noticed  until now. The first one we discovered was in a cave near a valley that was suddenly reduced into a barren wasteland due to several unknown geological events that seemed to occur in rapid succession, or at least that's what we've told the public. The thing we found was a small puddle of an unknown substance constantly rippling as if being disturbed by an unknown substance, which may be the case considering  the constant dripping sound that seems to surround the cave at all times. No source had been found, but the puddle's circumference seemed to increase every day by a small margin. We tried to measure it's depth with an unmanned probe, we lost contact the instant it delved below the surface.

      When members of our research team began feeling negative mental and physical effects, in some cases breaking the laws of modern medicine, we learned that prolonged exposure to the substance resulted in decreased constitution and in severe cases physical deformity and insanity. After that we decided to board up the cave, hoping that it would stop anyone from coming into contact with the substance again. Unfortunately soon after I myself discovered a disturbing correlation. The pool of black substance appeared to be growing at a rate that seemed to be exactly related to the expansion of the wasteland it had been found in, and to make things worse it appeared to be accelerating in growth.

      After the pools relation to the wasteland had been confirmed, the government attempted to destroy it, all attempts proved futile. We tried to nuke the area, burn the pool, collapse the entire thing in rocks, even any attempts to contain it's growth were useless, any barrier we erected decayed at an incredible rate, as if it had suddenly been subject to thousands of years of the harshest conditions in only a matter of days after erection. We even tried exorcism as a last resort. Everything seemed hopeless until we made a fool's bargain.

     Several of our scientists theorized that the pool, due to it's seemingly infinite depth and the unnatural dripping sound that had continued since it's discovery that it may be an entrance to some place that was feeding this substance into our world. We sent in a team of highly trained operatives in a foolish attempt to try to stop it's expanse...only one returned. When he was briefed, what he told us seemed as if it had been a nightmare straight from the dreams of a depraved sociopath. The world they entered, was described by the sole survivor as a bright world of vivid color twisted into an lsd trip, the sky itself seemed to be constantly melting. It was populated by odd creatures that were pulled out of nightmares, or Doctor Suess books. But that was not the worst of it, when they entered the world, it would seem that they themselves were changed, into twisted versions of themselves, clownlike in appearance, with odd features, and odder still abilities.

    Unsurprisingly after they entered several of the group broke down, others began wildly firing at the creatures and landscape, then it appeared. he said it was an odd creature resembling a circus ring master, it floated several feet above the ground and seemed impervious to all physical assaults. It called itself "the game master" and welcomed the new contestants. It explained that after our first contestant had failed our "game" had begun and that the new contestants would have to complete the challenge or our "time" would be reduced. Upon further speculation we now believe that the "first contestant" it was referring to must have been the probe that we originally sent in.

     The game master went on to say that if the team were to compete the challenge, the time would be reset and they would receive a prize. When asked about the game the survivor declined stating that it was to harrowing of an experience....if it were not for the fact that he had returned with the device, and that the pool evaporated shortly after his return, his story would have been written off as hallucination.

      The device itself is an odd thing, that seems to create new players...by giving them a series of odd items that seem to be conjured from nothing...we've researched it for weeks but it seems to break the laws of physics...we still have no clue how the thing works...but it came with a note. "Congratulations, your team has officially won the first challenge and started the game, from here on in things will get only more difficult but the prizes will be even better!!! Hopefully unlike our last contestants, you won't lose :P" .....Sure enough, soon after the black pool disappeared others began to surface all over the world, creating new wastelands......

     The term last contestants bothered me, I tried looking for any mention of this occurrence happening in  human history, but found nothing, I was going to write it off as some mentioning of another dimension...when I found something in Nasa's arial viewings of mars.....A large, black pool located at the center of Olympus mons....













So long story short black puddles appear everywhere killing stuff and now you've got to go in and beat a game or the earth's doomed.



NExt ONE

[Mik_Hael]

Second one, a bit more light hearted than the last despite not being about clowns and colorful fantasy worlds.

BeAt MAstERs: Yo, listen up. It started a few years back. Turns out, out of nowhere this odd music starts playing ya dig. An all of a sudden everyone mutating like nasty yo. Turnin into these large motha !#$%#$ who star wrecking $%!$. Now when it looks like they all goin to wreck #$*! up for all'a us,  We arrive on the scene. We take that weird ass !#$ and start blowing things up by mixing it to their own flow ya' know, getting all these wack powers, and they use them to beat up those jive ass crackers and lay down the smak on all....

HQ: Okay that's enough, thank you for your time.

DAP mASter: Whatever G

HQ: Sorry about that, for some reason the Mixer technology seems to draw those types of people....Now for an English translation of what you just suffered. Several years ago an ominous music began playing in sections of the world, anyone who heard it directly, became monsters, hideous creatures that seemed to destroy everything around them in a hyperactive frenzy. They were impervious to all conventional weaponry, and all hope seemed lost until we discovered something extraordinary. Some of us, normally those who had previous experience around sound manipulation or music like myself, were able to control ourselves once we turned into the beasts, and even use our musical abilities to our advantage once in this form. Even greater, we learned that we could control the advance of the transformation by altering the sound into several Beats, our term for the alternate instances of the music that result in separate levels of transformation.

DAP mASter: Get on with the point Yo.

HQ: Fine, well after we discovered that we could fight with that "Weird ass !#$*" persay, we quickly formed a group of fighters who could defend the rest of humanity, government funded of course. Now the rest of humanity live in special sound proof bunkers and were stuck as the last line of defense.

DAP mASter: YEah! y'all got us to thank for, all y'all lives motha !!$!815

HQ: Quite.








Long story short, crazy music turns humans and animals into monsters and now you fight them, hopefully figuring out how to root out the source.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

You realize there's already a thread for RP ideas, right? You didn't have to make your own.

http://superpower-list-forum.2863604.n2.nabble.com/Role-Play-Creator-the-Third-td7586677.html

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Though I like the Music Idea. I could get behind that.

[Mik_Hael]

Great, how are you at monster design?

[Marvelous Miscreant]

I don't like to toot my own horn, but I'd say I'm fairly decent at it.

[Mik_Hael]

Great I'm looking for some things that feel like a mix between humanoid/animaloid and the more badass dream eaters from kingdom hearts.


The only other idea i have at the moment involves invading Kaiju and giant mystical robots in a mix between power rangers and Karash with a bit of chrome shelled Regios thrown in but I'm not going to type up that one at the moment.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

What sort of feel? More like EVOs from Generator Rex? or more like something out of a Sci-Fi horror show (the really creepy kind)? Or maybe something more Lovecraftian?

[Mik_Hael]

Evo's, but not the giant mutated cancer lump ones.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Awww, but those are my favorite kind...

Naw, but I got ya. Let me see if I can't whip some designs up here tomorrow.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

I'll use this quick sketch to gauge where you're wanting me to go with this more. Tell me what about this does and doesn't fit with your mental image of the monsters. Colors, appearance, anatomy, parts, feel, theme, tone....

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

Seussian world, I love it.

Dr. Seuss wrote

You will come to a place where the streets are not marked. Some windows are lighted. But mostly they’re darked. A place you could sprain both your elbow and chin! Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in? How much can you lose? How much can you win?

And if you go in, should you turn left or right…or right-and-three-quarters? Or, maybe, not quite? Or go around back and sneak in from behind? Simple it’s not, I’m afraid you will find, for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.

You can get so confused that you’ll start in to race down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space, headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.

[Mik_Hael]

Nice work, the arms are the closest on it to what feel I was looking for.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

How so? Also, are they all Big behemoths or of varying sizes?

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

What I got out of that is that the protagonists have more than one form. Right?

[Mik_Hael]

M&M: No they all vary in size and shape, I was referring to the color scheme present in the arms, it was reminiscent of intercity graffiti, and has the sort of flow I'm looking for.


Vault: yes, yes they do.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

So Graffiti theme, I can work with that. And don't call me M&M

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

So, how about this:

Louis Cypher, 45 year old master violinist. Caught outside of the shelters by the music, he did not seek them out even though he kept his sanity. Instead, he was much more interested in testing his new powers on the menagerie of monsters that lived outside. It is only because of personal loyalty to "Big John" Johnny Daniels, one of the strongest and most skilled hunters on the planet, that he was eventually brought in. The story isn't clear, but most believe that Johnny won the mans obedience in some sort of duel and that Louis is only sticking around until he's strong enough for a rematch.

Beat One

Appearing as a totally golden humanoid of indeterminate sex, with cloven hoofs instead of feet, horns coming out of where the eyes should be and curling over the back of it's bald head, pointed ears, and a long, snakelike tail. a collection of strings is held on it's chest. Body shape combine with these strings invokes images of a fiddle. The gold covering it's body is completely seamless. Can produce fire from it's fingertips.

Beat Two

Taller than the first form, with the fiddle like body shape even more pronounced. Neck is longer, and the horns have twisted to look like the knobs you turn to tune violin strings. No more mouth or ears. Pronounced black hole in chest. Legs and arms have become longer and thinner, with the hands having been replaced by Violin bows. The bows are incredibly sharp, capable of slicing monsters in two. By sliding the bows across the strings in it's middle, it can form small winged imps out of beats. These imps are weak, but can number in the thousands.

Beat Three

Violin body shape more pronounced to the point of being grotesque. Waist only big enough to allow strings to continue down it's body. Upper and lower body now covered in black shell, the only gold visible being on the arms, waist, and legs. Hands have reappeared, made of violin bows. Mouth has reappeared. Looks like this:


Has a large "cape" of violin bows that can turn into crude "Wings" that allow him to fly. This Beat has more brute power than any of the others, and allows him to pulls the souls from fallen enemies and devour them, giving him access to all of their memories.

Browning point to the one who figures out what song I'm referencing.

[Mik_Hael]

Sick, twisted, discordant, I  like it. It might be a bit further removed from the general concept but still nice.

The soul sucking part might be a bit much though, stealing the memory of his enemies through ability is fine, but was thinking the abilities of the character's should be kind of wave form oriented or maybe at the borders of what people think life forms are capable of like T.K , the mention of souls reminds me of magic. You can say that the third form devours souls as a gimmick but no real ghost eating.

Now just to forget the existence of Kricketune so I can appreciate the design concept more.

Also, is you're character by any chance from Georgia e.e, maybe lived before all this he in the house of the rising sun?

[Mik_Hael]

Now that the memory of the cricket is pushed out of my head let's analyze this closer.

Gentleman Vaultboy wrote

So, how about this:

Louis Cypher, 45 year old master violinist. Caught outside of the shelters by the music, he did not seek them out even though he kept his sanity. Instead, he was much more interested in testing his new powers on the menagerie of monsters that lived outside. It is only because of personal loyalty to "Big John" Johnny Daniels, one of the strongest and most skilled hunters on the planet, that he was eventually brought in. The story isn't clear, but most believe that Johnny won the mans obedience in some sort of duel and that Louis is only sticking around until he's strong enough for a rematch.

Big man Johnny Daniels, Nice. The concept of using actual musicians as insperation for higher arching characters is an interesting one, never be able to get the copy rights for it if I decide to remix this though, but still interesting concept incorporating a song into a backstory, might do that for some enemies. KEep a look out for a Cycloptic horned avian creature stalking the survivors in the outlands.


Beat One

Appearing as a totally golden humanoid of indeterminate sex, with cloven hoofs instead of feet, horns coming out of where the eyes should be and curling over the back of it's bald head, pointed ears, and a long, snakelike tail. a collection of strings is held on it's chest. Body shape combine with these strings invokes images of a fiddle. The gold covering it's body is completely seamless. Can produce fire from it's fingertips.


Define indeterminate sex can't really get a good picture of what this one looks like. As for the strings on the chest I have a question about those but I'll get to it later.

Beat Two

Taller than the first form, with the fiddle like body shape even more pronounced. Neck is longer, and the horns have twisted to look like the knobs you turn to tune violin strings. No more mouth or ears. Pronounced black hole in chest. Legs and arms have become longer and thinner, with the hands having been replaced by Violin bows. The bows are incredibly sharp, capable of slicing monsters in two. By sliding the bows across the strings in it's middle, it can form small winged imps out of beats. These imps are weak, but can number in the thousands.

No mouth or ears. Can he talk? If not can the imps be used to convey messages, or for reconnaisance?

Beat Three

Violin body shape more pronounced to the point of being grotesque. Waist only big enough to allow strings to continue down it's body. Upper and lower body now covered in black shell, the only gold visible being on the arms, waist, and legs. Hands have reappeared, made of violin bows. Mouth has reappeared. Looks like this:


Must know where you got this pic.

Has a large "cape" of violin bows that can turn into crude "Wings" that allow him to fly. This Beat has more brute power than any of the others, and allows him to pulls the souls from fallen enemies and devour them, giving him access to all of their memories.

What are the extent of his flying abilities? on a scale of one to ten, one being normal human, ten being hulk, five being lets say spiderman. How much brute power does he have?

Browning point to the one who figures out what song I'm referencing.

Just in case I wasn't clear with  the question in the last post "Devil Went Down to Georgia"