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 Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2008 9:00 am
Welcome to Our Establishment
Leave your affiliations at the door.
The Superhero Cafe is a pub where super heroes and super villains can come and share their woes. Order a drink and enjoy the company. There are pool tables and darts in the back room. Remember to behave yourself or our bouncers are likely to bounce you out.
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Rules
1. There is no requirement for posting minimums aside from your post should be 4-5 sentences or more. (We aren't a spam RPG)
2. You can play whatever character you would like as long as it is not taken by somebody else. You can play your own character or an established character such as Superman. PM me your character name and I'll add it to our character list. If your character is your own, give me a brief description of their hero ability and if they are a hero or villain.
3. You can come and go as you please. This is a free play RPG so I don't expect you to be that attentive.
4. No spamming and no flaming.
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Character List
LadyJedi is LJ - Owner and bar tender at the establishment, neutral party. Superhuman reflexes, senses, and healing.
Revan Maxwell as Marcus Beatel- Known respectively as The Blade. Blade is an extraordinary martial artist, swordsman, and marksman and has high agility and flexibility, large metal capacity, and insanely high reflexes.
Dark_Panzer_Dragon as Forellen - Power: Shapeshifting. Forellen is a competent shapeshifter capable of copying almost any animal one could think of however all of them are flawed in one way or another either by their coloring or in there over all looks.
Golden-Bright as Auron - Power: Acclerated Healing Factor. Auron can regrow bones and limbs, and heal almosy any wound within minutes. He is a skilled hand to hand frighter and is exceptionally very well at gun fighting, mostly known to use a variety of small guns.
Ohri Eclipse as Aria - Power: Energy transmutation
16eiland as Ren - Power: Slowing down time and the knowledge of many martial arts. He's not really famous or anything. In fact he's one of your average joes. As a detective hes a bit odd...
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2008 9:03 am
The morning is hazy and grey like something was going on in the world that nobody was going to like safe for a few over-powered villains. It was a sign that the day might be busy. With who? Heroes who had a rough day stopping whatever unnatural thing was going on. LJ nodded her head and turned the sign on the door to "Open."
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 10:03 am
The night before had been anything but slow. Six jobs were taken that night, nine were completed, eight people paid him, ten others paid off, and one low life beat within an inch of his life. "What an ungrateful b*****d, at least I took him to the hospital before he bleed his..." Grabbing the unlocked door, he swung it open with enough force to throw it off the hinges, grabbing the bar on threw opposite side just in time to not let that happen.
"LJ," he said with a smile, trying to hide his cruddy mood. His droopy eyes and uneven smile only made it that much more obvious. He took a seat at a uninhabited table, taking the rapier and sheath from his side and leaning them in a fashion so they would not fall. "The usual, please. OJ and PBJ" And that was the reason he often was the first customer. He'd rather not be laughed at for his eating habits. It's bad for the business when your missing most the chairs before Lunch.
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 6:16 pm
She couldn't say she was really surprised by the nature of her first patron that evening. He had one of the typical fowl mood fake smiles. Of course, a regular bar had the same type of glances. Blade here probably spent the day hunting down people or being hunted himself... not to mention, he had reflexes about as quick as her own and any normal person wouldn't want this guy breathing down their neck.
"The usual it is," She said opening the refrigerator, "I already have it prepared, darling. This is the only place in the world where it's okay to be predictable because LJ won't tell anybody. Last bloke who came in trying to fish for information had a handful of teeth knocked out by Dr. Doom and a broken leg from the Hulk."
"What's giving you grief today?" She put the plate and glass in front of him giving him her typical friendly smile and wink. LJ treated everybody the same, hero and villain. Didn't matter to her. They were all super humans who needed a break from their own reality.
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 6:51 pm
The young man leaned over in his seat, resting his elbow on the back of it for a more comfortable position. "To start things off, I ran into Batman on my first job. I can't say I wasn't expecting it, seeing as I was in Gotham. Still, I wasn't expecting to have to get past him." He leaned forward and glanced at his metal sheath which housed his most prized possession, his Master and father's rapier, the blade made completely out of diamond, hence h is name. "Long story short, he tipped off my target, intercepted me, six times out in the open, twice on the roof tops, four times in one of those buildings he owned, inside and on top of a train," Marcus started counting on his fingers, "On a boat, on a tanker, and finally on some God forsaken island where my target had escaped to. I mean, my mission was just to take back a set of blueprints from the guy and give them to the proper owner."
Most jobs for the Blade were something along mercenary work, or extreme odd jobs as he would like to call it. This happened to be one of those jobs. "I honestly have to say, no other Super Hero scares me more than Batman." Turning to look at LJ, "And that was only opening act my night. I still can't believe that whole thing took only two hours of my twelve hour shift."
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2008 4:02 pm
Entering on the heels of that comment came Forellen. It was early morning and Forellen was not traditionally a morning person. But she had way to much work to take care of not to be up and functioning on at least a semi-normal level. A cup of coffee or two and something to eat would help to put her there. "Mornin Lady J." She said stifling a yawn. "Could I have a coffee, two cream please?" She asked as she slipped into a seat at the table. "And one of those cheese danish if you have any." She asked with a hopeful tone. She nodded once to
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Posted: Wed Jan 16, 2008 2:37 pm
"Yeah. Sure...whatever. Just tell her I need a break. I haven't been out in a long time and I need some vaccation. Y'know, get away...just for a while."
Sigh. "Fine. Have it your way. But Kendra will be furious with you once you get back. Or at least until she finds you."
"Oh, she won't find me. At least I hope not. She'll be too busy with the other field ops. Listen, I got to go...I'll talk to you later. Bye!" Beep. Click.
Auron flipped his black, unscratched cell phone closed and slid it into his left pocket. He swiped back his solid red hair, the gelled spikes flinging back up right. He breathed and blinked twice before stopping in front of his favorite little coffee shop. Lefting one hand to the door, he swung it open and stepped in.
The smell of coffe grinds filled his nostrils. The place was always areomatic. Whether it be the tea's and coffee's or the unusual stench of Nightcrawler just bamfing in or maybe Spiderman forgeting to use deoderant. Auron didn't mind it, he found the cafe and fun and interesting place to be anytime of the day. He walked on over to an empty stool by the high counter, swiping his hair again.
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2008 10:16 am
[OOC: Work keeps preventing me from writing when I want. Darn that work thing!!]
"Dare I ask what the following acts had in store? Sounds like you really need a day off," She was always astonished at the stories some of her patrons told her. The pains they went through to do their job good or bad. Of course, good and bad was always a matter of perspective. Not that she was one to judge. All she did was run a small time business.
Forellen was a regular and LJ gave her a smile and a nod as she entered. Moving away from the counter to the shelves that lined the back of the bar area, she pulled the glass off of the case of danishes that her cook had just stocked. LJ was not a cook. There were mutants much better than her behind the scenes. Fausto, the cook, had a superhuman sense of taste. Made working with him... interesting.
Putting the plate in front of Forellen, she grabed the pot of coffee without even having to look where it was at. The smell of it alone told her how far out of reach it was, but customarily it was two seats from where Forellen usually sat.
"How's life, Forellen? Your day probably hasn't been quite like Blade here's."
The door chimed as she was finishing pouring Forellen's cup. Another regular popped in with the door chiming. From the scent, she would say it was Auron. Of course, she was right.
"Good morning, what can we get you this morning, Auron?" She asked moving down he counter.
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2008 2:37 pm
"Oh hello Jedi!", Auron replied looking up to to see her as she came walking over. "I'll just have the usual. Small cup o' coffee, decaff. And a blue berry muffin too, please? Thanks."
Auron pushed up his olive green zip up jacket sleeves. The small brown freckles dotted his pale white arms like a connect the dots game sheet. He gave Jedi a small half smile, scrunching up his left cheak.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 12:03 am
"Morning Blade. Morning Auron." Forellen said to him with a nod and waved as Auron came in. Accepting the coffee and her danish, she took a sip of it she shrugged. "Quite busy to be honest." She said and pursed her lips and flipped off the image inducer. No one cared how you looked here and that was just how she liked it. "Hip deep in the middle of my book and concidering doing some freelance work for some inspiration." She said before taking a bite of the danish. Swallowing she mde a gesture in the air. "Oh before I forget, I'm almost done with that picture I'm doing for you." She said. "Should have it done by the end of the week." She told her.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 7:40 pm
Blade lifted his tall glass of milk to Forellen to acknowledge, her, but his mouth was glue shut thanks to the peanut butter stuck on the rook of his mouth. He brought the glass to his lips and gulped the drink down, assisting his tongue in scraping the substance off. He almost killed himself doing so, the large chunk of jelly, peanut butter, and bread slip down his neck in one large mass. "Gah!" he gasped, slamming the glass on the table. He leaned back again, and wiped away the milk mustache from his upper lip. Now he really couldn't talk. His throat hurt to much.
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2008 9:50 am
LJ stiffled a chuckle at Blade. The scene was almost comical. She handed him some napkins, "Your undoing will be a chunk of peanut butter. That might be bad for business."
As the morning wore away, more regulars and non-regulars started to shuffle in. Dr. Doom made a brief appearance to grab a cup of coffee. Sue Storm ignored him as she came in for a dozen muffins and left a tip in the tip jar. Even Morpheus, that wordly entity called Dream, came in to purchase a peice of cake he inspired LJ's assistant named Mara to create.
Not many people made her skin crawl, but when a slimy looking man came into her cafe, her nails dug into the table. She walked down to the end of the counter and glared at him. His name was Slug (as he really was slimy in power and tough) and he worked for the King Pin. They always lurked around the businesses in this sector of town (although "town" was such a loose term since her piece of realty seemed to cross between universes which made it a prime piece of land) looking for protection money.
"Slug, and what possible protection can you and your lot give me? I've got a whole crowd in here that would take out anybody giving me trouble in a heart beat. You can tell your boss we don't want any of what he's offering, and if you care to return you better be a paying customer or you'll be answering to a lot of pissed off patrons."
"You're going to regret saying no to King Pin," Slug grabbed her wrist and pulled her halfway over the bar area. LJ quickly grabbed a plate from off the counter that had belonged to Auron and smashed it against Slug's head.
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 4:21 pm
The Cafe was usually a nice place, besides when the occasional rivals roughed each other up. But it was a normal day none the less. And with no where else to be, it was easy simply helping out around the place when something needed cleaning. Despite hating seeing things in near slow motion, Marcus could easily keep himself, and maybe even the rest of the establishment entertained with some little trick, a comment, or joke. Or maybe a little scuff.
Having had fallen asleep like the most young healthy adults after a "big meal." But the crashing of the plate had placed him alert in stance and facing his foe in just two heart beats. But with a glance at the enemy, it was apparent that the rapiers diamond edge would not be sufficient enough to take a fat blob like the slug.
Leaning forward, he moved forward with rather impressive speed for a normal human with no real natural or artificial enhancement. As he neared, he was upright, and his foot was sinking into the immense fat. "Bloody hell," He said, swinging his sheath at his leg to retrieve his foot from slugs girth. "You alright, LJ?" he said, making a new attempt to get to her. He jumped to the side and kicked off the bar, landing upside down on the table and seemingly stinking their from the momentum. He drew his blade and slashed not only with the rapier, but with the equally sharpened tip of the sheath. "Let go fatty," he said as if her were talking down to a little child.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 4:25 pm
As he walked down the sidewalk, he rubbed the back of his head wondering what to do next in his buisness. He had to fire a poor women that day and he felt like crap at the moment. To make the matter worse ,she and about 19 others, broke down and told them there whole entire life story and how they all had 3 kids and this was their only job.
He stopped, yelled as hard as he could, "SON OF A B***!!!", then punched the wall. he stood there breathing heavilly for a minute then continued to walk down the sidewalf to his favorite cafe. He didnt really have super powers, or reather none to think of himself as a hero or a villian.
He walked into the cafe and went straght to the bar.
"Miss Jedi may a please have a nice glass of Saki?" he asked raising his hand.
Suddenly his cellphone went off causing him to jump.
"Y-yes? Oh its you.. yes...MORE?!?! *sighs* Fine alright ill be there tomorrow..."
he hangs up the phone and slams his head down onto the counter.
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 9:26 am
'New patron through the door,' she thought to herself as Blade started to thankful intervein on her behalf in this unfortunate incident. It's not that she couldn't take care of herself. She could. She knew enough pressure points to break this guy's arm in half. But she thought it would be a benefit to let this slime named Slug know how powerful her friends are... or her patrons at least.
"I'll be with you in one moment," She said to the request for Saki. She supposed it was getting up there in the day. The bar should officially be open, not just the breakfast choices.
Slug stepped away from LJ and backed out the door, "We'll be back LJ, don't you worry." He was holding his wounds like a hurt animal. She knew he would be back. But that was the price one paid for having the most sought after real estate around.
"I suppose that's what I get for building a shop over a multi-dimensional portal," LJ told Blade, "Thanks for your help, breakfast is on the house."
She unlocked the cabinets for the bar and poured a glass of Saki for Ren, she believed that was his name. He often sat out of the lime light unlike some other heroes that probably would show up later in the night. In a perfect movement, she slid the saki down the bar to Ren's hand.
"Enjoy."
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