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  1. Alright, duckies. Thread is up. So we're clear, the roster is Flash Mob, the Rainboom Centurian, Avant Guard, Z.E.L.D.A. and Machina.

     

    So we're doubly clear, expect to be messed with. Not put into an unwinnable situation by an overpowered OC, mind you. You're superheroes. You're supposed to win. But it's not going to be easy. So think creatively.

     

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  2. So. That thread I'm making. I think I can squeeze in two more heroes. I know Pretzel is in and Bramble has no choice in the matter. Plus me is 3. 

     

    So I can do 5, for those of you who don't mind the storyteller (me) jerking you around for the sake of drama and adventure. 

     

    Bonus points if you can guess which JLA comic this will be based on. 

  3. 17 hours ago, PyroBlaze said:

    Superhero Name: Shui Seng (The Water Monk). She keeps her real identity as secret as she can, only telling her closest friends. 

     

    Powers: She has a command over water born of her chi. At least that is how she sees it. She uses it to increase her range, empower her attacks, and even heal the injured. She uses this water in conjunction with her martial arts and her nagitana. She also has great speed, flexibility, strength and stamina, partially due to her chi and partially due to her training. 

     

    Alias: Liviel Mizu, a traveling martial artist. 

     

    Backstory: Liviel was born and raised in a monastery, the Fenhuang Monastery in Long Guo to be more specific. She was abandoned there as a baby, and the monks were the only family she ever knew. The dog was fascinated by the teachings of the monks as she grew up, and began to learn from them wherever she could, especially when it came to martial arts. 

     

    She was good friends with every one of her fellow students and her instructors, helping out wherever she could as she learned what it meant to be an Annointed Follower. 

     

    When she eventually reached that title, she left her home to start her travels, her only possessions being her nagitana and her clothing. She had a simple white gi that almost blended into her white fur, as well as matching pants and a black belt. 

     

    As she traveled, she taught others how to defend themselves, and fought for them where necessary. While she was meditating after one of these fights, she was sitting in front of a river and the water came to her, soothing her injuries. After that, she worked on this ability in her free time, discovering many uses for her abilities and deciding she should become a hero as well. 

     

    The whole idea of her secret identity was that she did not want credit for her acts, she was simply doing what was right and she did not expect a reward or recognition for it. She worked hard as she traveled, becoming known in the hero community. She eventually learned of the superhero school and offered her services as an instructor, hoping to help guide these heroes in the right direction. 

     

    Appearance: Her costume is a white gi as well, though there are blue designs of waves, and there is a hood and facemask attached to it. Her mask completely covers the face, leaving only the general shape visible. It has eye holes, but they are white as well so they tend to blend in with the rest of the mask. The hood shares the design of the gi, as does the pants. 

     

    Her body is one of lean muscle, making her stronger than she looks considering her skinniness. 

     

    Notable Allies: All who fight for the forces of good. 

     

    Notable Enemies: Shepard, a diamond dog assassin that only uses his skills and his martial arts in battle aside from occasionally using his opponent's weapons against them. 

     

    General Notability: Both sides of her are relatively unknown, though her hero side is more well known as it is harder than one would think to avoid publicity. 

     

    I really like this one! Since she's an instructor, can she be one of the folks who taught Flash Mob the ropes?

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  4. 57 minutes ago, Davroth said:

    Superhero Name: GoldStar

     

    "Rest easy, citizens! I'm here!"

     

    Summary:  GoldStar, going by the regular name of [redacted], is a visitor from the far away future, who came back to the past to do good. At least, that's the official version. In reality, he was kind of a screwup in his time, and so he forged a plan to use his knowledge of the past in combination with advanced, futuristic gear to travel back in time and make a name for himself. Now he's stuck in the past and just has to make the best of it! 

     

    Powers: GoldStar in an earth pony with no superpony abilities, but is has the physical prowess of a regular professional athelete. However, he brought a wide array of gadgets and gear from the future to live the life of a superhero. Among them are the following:

     

    • Flight bracelets: Standard issue flight bracelets are nothing special in the future, they are a dime a dozen. Though he can't rival the maneuverability of a pegasus, he is quite used to using them by now. 
    • Power Suit: A full-body suit of what looks like spandex in gold and black, with a golden star symbol on the chest and his flanks. Wearing the suit amplifies his strength, and it also serves as the power source for all his other equipment.
    • Gauntlets: Mounted to each of his feet are golden gauntlets, powerful weapons that can shoot laser blasts. 
    • Scanning Visor: His visor displays a wide array of information in demand, and comes with all kinds of functions. Among them things like heat vision, infrared vision, x-ray vision and much, much more.
    • Skeets: Last but not least, GoldStar brought his own, personal robotic sidekick, and highly sophisticated AI in the shell of a security robot. Skeets looks like a almost featureless, golden floating egg with a black screen on the front, but is actually covered in little hatches which hide its many tools and weapons. It contains a vast knowledge of the past and assists GoldStar in his quest to become a successful hero with it, and is also fully capable of keeping his gear in good shape. 

     

    Backstory: There once was a young stallion named [redacted], who had dreamed his whole foalhood of becoming a superhero. In an era of professional superheros, it seemed like a dream worth striving for, but the sad reality was that no matter how hard he worked to shape his body, he was just outshone by the actual heroes. He couldn't do the amazing feeds of strength they showed, or mimic their heroics, and he was not smart enough to build equipment to become the hero he wanted to be. He fell short of his own ambitions, and landed low. After many years of trying, he finally took a regular job, working as a janitor at the Hall of Heroes, a superhero museum showcasing the brave and the bold of days past, and one of the biggest archives of past superhero's equipment in existence.

    That was 2000 years into the future, and it's where [redacted] forged the plan to change his own personal future. He befriended a security robot named Skeets. Though the AI took its job quite seriously it was clear that it was a bit of a irregular one, showing signs of a free will and a hunger for adventure, in its own way. A rebellious streak if you will. It gave [redacted] an idea, a daring plan, to fulfill his dream. Skeet's help made it easy to achieve his goal. One of the exhibits that had been just brought in was a device by a time traveling supervillian, one that would allow him to travel far back in time. Once he was in the past, he thought, he could easily make a name for himself as a hero, since he had a very extensive archive of historic events at his hooftips. Now all he needed was the powers of a superhero.

    There is no nice way of putting it, he pulled a heist on the museum he was working at. Skeets on guard duty left him through unhindered, and he stole the pieces of his equipment. All the things he needed. Super strength, flight, energy blasts... and a trusty sidekick of course! Once he had it all together he used the time machine to travel back, 2000 years in the past, with Skeets in tow, off to new, hopefully greener pastures.

     

     

    One in the past, he soon learned that he had taken a one way trip. The time machine was useless now, and he didn't know how to power it. But that was all the same to him, he didn't want to go back anyway. He decided to waste no time and get to work. His first heroic deed was stopping a dam from bursting. Truly a classic! Knowing when it was going to happen allowed him to be there long before anyone else could come for help, and he had planned out how to fix the problem, too. From one moment to the next, he was the cheered hero he always wanted to be, and it went a little to his head. After explaining that he was a traveler from the future, it was easy to find places to stay as the list of his heroics grew. Unlike many heroes who seemed to prefer to live a private life of secrecy, he reveled in the attention, getting courted by powerful, rich ponies who hoped to look good next to him, and who were undoubtedly hoping to glimpse his knowledge of their time, but to no avail. He wasn't shy to take their money, though. He had to eat, too, after all.

    He had finally made it.

     

    Notable allies: His friend and confidant, Skeets.

     

    Notable Personal Villains: GoldStar sometimes fears that the Time Police might do him in one day, though he doesn't actually know such an organization exists.

     

    General Notability: GoldStar has generally a good reputation among the citizens of Equestria, since whenever he handles a crisis, he not only seems completely on top of it, but also does everything he can to make himself look good.

     

    Among other heroes he has a certain notoriety, since making himself look good often comes at the cost of making his colleagues look back. 

     

    Hi, Booster Gold! :D

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  5. 1 hour ago, Lyipheoryia said:

    They all hate her.
     

     

    Guess who doesn't.

     

    :smirk:

    57 minutes ago, Pretzelpony said:

    Also I feel I shoudl have been more clear about something in general! ONce your character -is- approved you can feel free to start threads or posts when you like. I do plan on having a thread which is like an opening ceremony for the sunlight academy... So keep an eye out for that. :D

     

     

    It just occurred to me. I could be in every single thread. Every one.

  6. I wrote too much again.

     

    Superhero name: Flash Mob

     

    Powers and abilities:

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    A very mild form of precognition, acting mostly as a warning signal, as well as omnipresent detection of her surroundings. And unlike her other senses, it is not effected by gases or toxins or other forms of obscurity, unless specificity crafted to attack this Sense itself. However, it's up to Flash Mob to recognize and react to its warnings, and it can be tricked if she doesn't believe herself to be in danger or if an enemy is just plain faster than her.

     

    Flash Mob's claim to fame is her ability to instantaneously create identical physical living copies of herself; identical to the point where the duplicates themselves can also make copies. The duplicates are alive, each thinking and feeling and acting of their own free will. But they are all, more or less, guided by and connected to the original via magical link; for better or worse. If one is damaged, the prime can suffer from a terrible psychic backlash, especially if the injury is critical. Damage one too severely and it will simply vanish in a puff of pink smoke which smells strangely like vanilla. And should the original Flash Mob fall unconscious, every clone will poof, period. It is also impossible to distinguish one duplicate from another. While the threat of a hundred-pony army is a real one, this power is taxing on her metabolism and she can (and has) passed out from a sudden and drastic drop in blood sugar. She is almost always ravenously hungry due to this and is rarely seen without a dessert stuffed in her cheeks.

     

    She can also recall her clones as easily as as she creates them. She absorbs any memories or experiences the duplicate may have had while active. Due to this, Flash Mob is in possession of an absurd range of knowledge from potentially every field imaginable. More or less. Practical aptitude is fuzzy and often wires get crossed. She can sometimes be found trying to knit herself a screenplay or personalizing a cake in a foreign language. Physically traits are passed on in a similar fashion. For instance, a single duplicate performing intense weight training for a week will pass on these gains to the prime once she's absorbed.

     

    She dabbles in multiple forms of martial arts, obviously, but eventually settled upon a self made style which utilizes her bizarre range of powers and peak physical condition to their fullest. She is able to bend and flip and bob and weave her way around danger thanks to her unique sense, and can set herself up for devastating combo attacks with only a quartet of duplicates and an astounding level of teamwork.

     

     

     

    Notable Aliases and general notability:

     

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    Pinkamena Diane Pie, Pinkie Pie. While she insists that her disguise is a perfect one and that her identity is the 'tippy-toppiest of secrets', there is only one pony in Equestria who is just so... well... so Pinkie Pie. Her bubbly enthusiasm cannot be hidden, nor her desire to help others, mask or no mask. And she is, very literally, everywhere. That being said, most civilians love their heroine and play along with the masquerade for her sake.

     

     

    Background:

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    Pinkamena's story begins humbly, born the youngest daughter of a pair of rock farmers, out in the middle of nowhere in the San Palomino desert. While her family was certainly a loving one, they were a stiff and conservative one, yielding very little to their baby girl's exuberance and curiosity, demanding she spend her days working the fields. There was no talking. There was no smiling. There were only rocks. That is, except for Granny Pie. These two were inseparable, little Pinkie gobbling down every last story and song (and secretly made sweet treat) the bubbly old mare would offer. It was from Granny that she even earned her Cutie Mark, discovering deep in herself the want to make others feel the same joys that she felt.

     

    The high did not last long. While a single party may have brought smiles to her Dam and Sire and three older sisters, it's very hard to break long standing traditions. And by next morning, it was back to working the south field, preparing to move the rocks to the east field. With absolutely zero talk of the previous day's festivities. It was like the party never happened. Heartbroken, the teary eyed filly ran from the farm, to be anywhere but there. Unfortunately, where she ran was straight into the Everfree forest.

     

    Pinkie was a brave little pony, though. As the first thing she learned from Granny was to face your fears. Just laugh and they just disappear. Even still, the Everfree is a dangerous place, where even the mightiest of heroes can meet an untimely fate. She was on the run, lost and terrified, laughing and crying at the same time. In a desperate attempt to find safety, she ducked into a dense thicket of bramble. But in her haste, she lost her balance on one of the countless vines and fell down a pit the greens concealed. It felt like she was falling forever, being battered against jagged and crusty earth before coming to the final stop.

     

    There was a splash. The tired, weak and broken filly sank like a stone in the middle of the pond she had unwittingly discovered. And this would have been the end of her story, had Granny not been right behind her. The Sense, in some way or another, runs in the family, and she knew where her granddaughter would be, trying to make it there as fast as her old hooves could move her. But she was too late to catch her before she hit the water. And too weak to dive in after her. If only she had help.

     

    And into her own reflection she stared

    Yearning for one whose reflection she shared

    And solemnly sweared not to be scared

    At the prospect of being doubley mared

     

    She stood at the end of the legendary mirror pool, reciting the incantation over and over again, waiting and praying she wasn't too late.

     

    Success! She felt another hoof grab hers! With the last bits of her strength, Granny pulled! And out came the chain of ponies with a itty bitty Pinkie at the end. She was alive! Nearly drowned but alive! And in tearful gratitude for seeing a friendly face. And not at all shocked to see the seven other fillies who looked exactly like her.

     

    She had, Granny guessed, drank down a little too much of the Mirror Pool's magic while she was down there, with the many recitations of its spell not helping much either. Oh well, she thought. More of her precious granddaughter to love. Pinkie's Dam and Sire and sisters agreed, especially during the welcome home party they threw in her honor. A going away party came not long after, with Pinkie being shipped off to Canterlot. You see, Sunlight Sentinel had come to hear of her special gift, and thought the Sunlight Academy to be just the place for the young mind to learn and wrangle it in. The family agreed, so proud of their girl to receive such an honor.

     

    But it was Granny that cried the most that night. And it took the two of them heading back into the Everfree Forest, to the cave of the Mirror Pool, for Pinkie to find out why.

     

    Granny was oddly silent on the matter for a while, busying herself with inspecting one extra rocky piece of wall after another. She would take a few steps and tap her hoof against it in a very familiar rhythm; shave and a haircut. She waited. Nothing would happen. Then she would walk a few paces and try again. Meanwhile, six Pinkies were sitting in a huddle together, watching her, scared and confused.

     

    On attempt number seven, something knocked back. Well, not so much knock as boom. Two super loud thuds that shook the identical fillies to their core, causing the very walls of the cave to move. The girls were all clinging to each other in fear, faces buried in fluffy manes; the lot of them beginning to resemble a giant magenta ball of yarn.

     

    Granny promised that the coast was clear, gently shaking her little darlings apart. Because here was the surprise!

     

    And what a surprise it was! Behind a secret door was a glimpse back through time! Plaques, newspaper clippings, medals, trophies! And at the center of it all was a huge pin-up poster of a young and curvy mare in a tuxedo and top hat...

     

    “Oh my gosh”, one of the Pinkies finally said. “My Granny Pie is Abrakadazzle! My Granny Pie was a superhero!”

     

     

     

     

    Notable Allies:

    Spoiler

    "Oh oh oh! I had this team-up not too long ago with a buncha famous heroes! I mean heroines!  Can you believe it? I got to meet the Equestrian! THE Equestrian! She was super nice and even let me have her autograph, see! There was a crazy fast Pegasus too, with some wicked cool rainbow laser powers! She was all 'PEW PEW PEW PEW WOOOSH!' And... Uhm... there were three other girls with us too! Also super nice! Now what were their names again? Let's see...  Hrm.... A real noodle scratcher, this one... Oh! Noodle Scratcher sounds like a great superhero name! Do you think I should change my name to Noodle Scratcher? Or do I need to have pasta powers and swing from ropes made of spaghetti first?"

     

    Notable Enemies:

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    Eh. I'll get back to you on that one. I'm very tired.

     

    Moment of Zen
     

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    Once again, hate. Also, it's "Spoilers" again. So, that's Curtain Call in the iron grip of... somepony. This is the version where he's a superhero during the Great Depression.

     

    By the way, the snake she's based on is this.

     

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    So, if I had any skill at all at coloring (or drawing), she'd look like this.

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  8. October 4th, 2012. Huh. Well. Here we are. Three years later. And it has come to my attention that there are people digging about in this thread, sniffing about my old work. Well, I bet you wanted to know if I practiced. If I improved. Neither of those things happened. Here are more drawings. I hate them. As per the thread topic.

     

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    For the Whovians here, I have a strange crush on the Cybermen as a concept. The story of the planet Mondas and its people is a beautiful and tragic one, handled extremely well in some episodes and like garbage in others. Upon listening to the Spare Parts audio drama, I realized something about the 'Less vs More robotics' debate many Whovians have: it doesn't matter. It was an audio drama. Tell a good story and they'll be scary. Doesn't matter what they look like, save the handlebars. More on the Cybermen later.

     

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    "This Whiskey Sour won't refill itself", said an unfinished doodle of my main OC Curtain Call. He's not usually anthro.

     

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    In an old Pathfinder game I played here, Luna was one of the gods you could worship. Naturally. But her portfolio was lacking. So I began work on a Dream domain. This is Nightowl, the Cleric I was building around it.

     

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    Shoo be doo. Shoo shoo be doo.

     

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    Here is later.

     

    This is Silver Lining. She is from an AU I've been cooking up for some time. Imagine if the planet Mondas was the twin to MLP's Earth, and it was the gravitational shenanigans of Nightmare Moon that knocked it out of orbit. She is cheery and optimistic and tin plated and in love and the only thing keeping a small colony of a few hundred Cybers living in the badlands from giving into despair and turning the emotional inhibitor back on. Many short fictions have been written about her. She's a favorite. And I hate her too.

     

     

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  9. Please Note: Don't post your real name here, I'm just curious if you've ever looked up to what it literally translates to. I kind of like how mine goes, "A gift of God, a conqueror from the mirey lands."

    What a coincidence. Mine means "Gift from God" too. We have more in common than we realized. How many more "Gifts from God" were in your elementary school? I was one of 7 in my class.

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