City of ME.
May. 19th, 2004 09:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
xyzzysqrlSo a conversation I had a couple of days ago went basically like this:
SomeoneElse: "Do you have City of Heroes?"
Sqrl: "Uh, no."
SomeoneElse: "Gee. You should. Hold on, I'm buying it for you."
Which makes the second time in a month that someone nifty has bought gaming material for me. I wish to note that if this trend continues I will WILT AND DIE under a waterfall of pure guilt at exploiting my friends. Stop it.
That said, I am thirty seven flavors of YAY over getting this game. It's a MMORPG, sure, but it's also based around superheroes. I've obtained some webspace, and hopefully the game will be arriving soon, so I can do that thing where I show you all pictures of my characters until heads start blowing up like a festive fireworks display of ultimate doom.
Meanwhile, I'm just gonna, like... post the origin story for my first character here. I understand a lot of people don't write origin stories for each and every character they play. I figure if it's gonna be a comic book game, my character should have a comic book origin.
Also note that this character is a little darker than some I might play. What can I say, a Dark Energy/Super Reflexes melee character deserves a nice dark story opener. Also note the name is subject to change depending on if someone else already has it.
Legacy's Origin Texty Thing That Needs a Title
"So you'd never guess it by looking at him, especially not now, but my grandpa used to be a supervillain. That was back in like the forties, but he wasn't like one of the big historical figures of the time or anything. Just one of the local guys trying to make a buck the bad way. Called himself Dark Wind, and he used these gloves...
Look, I'm getting ahead of myself. My name's Mark Taran, and I really cared about my grandfather. He retired early from being a supervillain because his heart wasn't really in it. He told me all the stories you don't hear from the heroes, about the times he and his group actually went up against heroes and won, and the times when things were tough and the supers stayed off his back. He always played fair, never killed anyone, and I think they respected that.
I used to visit him every Tuesday, until the day I found his apartment door open and gang graffiti sprayed all over it. It was really bad inside. I don't like to think about it much. He woke up one last time, while they were getting him on the stretcher, and he snuck me this key. After they left I started trying locks, and it went to a chest under a tablecloth, tucked in the corner.
So I opened it. What else could I do, walk out?
Inside were those gloves I mentioned, and a pair of goggles, and this really cheeseball costume. I didn't think technology like this was around in the forties. He left his notes, too. I think all this draws power from some kind of dark matter dimension. It's hard to tell. He was a genius, and his handwriting sucked. Neither of those help me understand him. I should've asked more questions when I had the chance.
When I'm wearing these goggles it's like I'm three seconds ahead of everyone else. Things just slow down, and I think sometimes I can see the future out of the corner of my eye.
The gloves, man... don't get me started. It's like raw power flowing through them, this dark misty energy. Cool, very Hollywood, but it's a little scary. ...I'm not gonna touch the costume, though. It's ugly-looking. Sorry, grandpa.
I've sat up late a few nights in a row now, thinking about why grandpa gave me this stuff. He was a villain for a few years, sure, but he gave it up. He was never really a bad guy. Maybe he just didn't want the gangers getting his old equipment. Maybe he saw something in me that I didn't. I don't know. My friend Brian says I should sell this stuff on the 'net or something and forget about it. I say no way.
These gloves, these goggles, they're my grandfather's legacy.
If I can take these tools of darkness and make this city a better place, that'll be my legacy.
I think wherever he is, he's getting a laugh out of the irony here."
SomeoneElse: "Do you have City of Heroes?"
Sqrl: "Uh, no."
SomeoneElse: "Gee. You should. Hold on, I'm buying it for you."
Which makes the second time in a month that someone nifty has bought gaming material for me. I wish to note that if this trend continues I will WILT AND DIE under a waterfall of pure guilt at exploiting my friends. Stop it.
That said, I am thirty seven flavors of YAY over getting this game. It's a MMORPG, sure, but it's also based around superheroes. I've obtained some webspace, and hopefully the game will be arriving soon, so I can do that thing where I show you all pictures of my characters until heads start blowing up like a festive fireworks display of ultimate doom.
Meanwhile, I'm just gonna, like... post the origin story for my first character here. I understand a lot of people don't write origin stories for each and every character they play. I figure if it's gonna be a comic book game, my character should have a comic book origin.
Also note that this character is a little darker than some I might play. What can I say, a Dark Energy/Super Reflexes melee character deserves a nice dark story opener. Also note the name is subject to change depending on if someone else already has it.
Legacy's Origin Texty Thing That Needs a Title
"So you'd never guess it by looking at him, especially not now, but my grandpa used to be a supervillain. That was back in like the forties, but he wasn't like one of the big historical figures of the time or anything. Just one of the local guys trying to make a buck the bad way. Called himself Dark Wind, and he used these gloves...
Look, I'm getting ahead of myself. My name's Mark Taran, and I really cared about my grandfather. He retired early from being a supervillain because his heart wasn't really in it. He told me all the stories you don't hear from the heroes, about the times he and his group actually went up against heroes and won, and the times when things were tough and the supers stayed off his back. He always played fair, never killed anyone, and I think they respected that.
I used to visit him every Tuesday, until the day I found his apartment door open and gang graffiti sprayed all over it. It was really bad inside. I don't like to think about it much. He woke up one last time, while they were getting him on the stretcher, and he snuck me this key. After they left I started trying locks, and it went to a chest under a tablecloth, tucked in the corner.
So I opened it. What else could I do, walk out?
Inside were those gloves I mentioned, and a pair of goggles, and this really cheeseball costume. I didn't think technology like this was around in the forties. He left his notes, too. I think all this draws power from some kind of dark matter dimension. It's hard to tell. He was a genius, and his handwriting sucked. Neither of those help me understand him. I should've asked more questions when I had the chance.
When I'm wearing these goggles it's like I'm three seconds ahead of everyone else. Things just slow down, and I think sometimes I can see the future out of the corner of my eye.
The gloves, man... don't get me started. It's like raw power flowing through them, this dark misty energy. Cool, very Hollywood, but it's a little scary. ...I'm not gonna touch the costume, though. It's ugly-looking. Sorry, grandpa.
I've sat up late a few nights in a row now, thinking about why grandpa gave me this stuff. He was a villain for a few years, sure, but he gave it up. He was never really a bad guy. Maybe he just didn't want the gangers getting his old equipment. Maybe he saw something in me that I didn't. I don't know. My friend Brian says I should sell this stuff on the 'net or something and forget about it. I say no way.
These gloves, these goggles, they're my grandfather's legacy.
If I can take these tools of darkness and make this city a better place, that'll be my legacy.
I think wherever he is, he's getting a laugh out of the irony here."
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Date: 2004-05-19 08:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-19 01:12 pm (UTC)I'm waiting for the wolf to get home with the credit card so I can play this, been trying to nap meanwhile. Can't wait to actually play. *poing* *poing*
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Date: 2004-05-19 11:16 am (UTC)I've seen the stand-up ads for City of Heroes at the local-ish game store, figured it was a sequel to Freedom Force, figured I might buy it one day after I finally get around to playing Freedom Force. Didn't realize it was an MMORPG.
I shouldn't buy another MMORPG.
So very tempting.
Also, remind me to have you ghost-write my origin story.
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Date: 2004-05-19 01:15 pm (UTC)I'm also all for Freedom Force in general, which is a little tricky for me, but the only RTS-type game I've been enthralled with enough to sit and play for any extended period of time.
...As for ghost-writing your origin, I'm downright flattered. Now I just have to finish out the other... hrm. Five, six hero concepts I've got milling up of my own, and see what happens when I actually get access to the costume creator...