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 Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 6:54 pm
Welcome to Gotham City. Here, you will find a spectacular array of costumed beings, passing through the town doing their costumed deeds. Some of them are good, some are evil, and some are giving out coupons for your local chicken restaurants.
One year ago today, one of these masked beings swore themselves the bringer of justice, one way or another. His name is Batmak, champion of Gotham City! But he'll tell you more about himself in his Profile. Today, one of his biggest fans, if not THE biggest fan, has sent him a little present.
But where do you fit in with all of this? Are you a Caped Crusader, out to help the one and only Batmak take down crime? Or are you a Masked Villain, out to make Batmak's life just a little bit harder with your crime-committing ways? Tell us all about yourself! And enjoy this EOP adventure.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 7:10 pm
Profile:
Name:
Super-Name:
Hero/Villain:
Appearance (link or small pic if using a pic) :
Bio (try to make a balanced blend of the actual char and your parody) :
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Name: Malcolm E. Nigma
Super-Name: Riddler-Mak
Hero/Villain: Villain
Appearance (link or small pic if using a pic) :
Bio (try to make a balanced blend of the actual char and your parody) : Malcolm E. Nigma, Aka Riddler-Mak, has been obsessed with riddles and puzzles for who knows how long. When Batmak first made his appearance, Riddler-Mak was thrilled to finally have an intellectual equal to test his puzzle games on. His primary goal is to stump Batmak once and for all, making himself the superior clue master of the world.
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Profile: Batmak
Name: Mak V. Wayne
Super-Name: Batmak
Hero/Villain: Hero!
Appearance: Need a more recent pic, don't cha think?
Bio: After witnessing the murder of his parents as a child, Mak took an oath to fight crime and keep it from ruining others lives. He trained for who knows how long, eventually dawning the Bat costume to become Batmak. When he's not being the Batmak, he is being Mak Wayne, a playboy millionaire who does things to keep people from finding out he's Batmak.
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Name: Rin D. Napier
Super-Name: Joker-Rin
Hero/Villain: Villain
Appearance: All Smiles
Bio: An otherwise normal lady, one bad day changed her entire life to the point of a sort of insane amnesia. She may remember everything, however gets it mixed up with delusions. She claims that if she's going to have a past, she'd like it to be multiple choice.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 7:18 pm
Rules:
*We all know one another, and you know what I expect in my RP's by now, so I won't waste time mentioning the obvious. Just some rules that pertain specifically to this RP.
-No powers unless the Batman universe uses them
-All Chars must be from the Batman universe (this may change), but do not have to be strictly costumed being.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 7:26 pm
It is the night of the first anniversary since the showing of Batmak. Atop police hedquarters, the Bat-signal shines brightly over the city of Gotham. However, Commissioner Gordon, nor anybody else for that matter, is around. It is rather late, around 10pm, with no moon in the sky tonight to shine down upon the City.
Sitting right before the Bat-signal is a square present. The present is purple and green, with a big green bow at the top. It is addressed to Batmak, however a sender's name is not printed.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 8:57 pm
Profile: Batmak
Name: Mak V. Wayne
Super-Name: Batmak
Hero/Villain: Hero!
Appearance: Need a more recent pic, don't cha think?
Bio (try to make a balanced blend of the actual char and your parody) : After witnessing the murder of his parents as a child, Mak took an oath to fight crime and keep it from ruining others lives. He trained for who knows how long, eventually dawning the Bat costume to become Batmak. When he's not being the Batmak, he is being Mak Wayne, a playboy millionaire who does things to keep people from finding out he's Batmak.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 9:11 pm
With of a flutter of his long cape, Batmak arrived a top the building where the bat-signal shined.
"I'm sorry I'm late Gordon. My bat-grappling hook got jammed on the way here, and well no one feels like playing Inspector Gadget when there's trouble-" Batmak began, eyeing his bat-grappling hook over as he spoke. When no one seemed to respond he stopped talking, looking up and glancing around.
"Gordon?" He called, blinking when no response came. "Commisioner Gordon?" Still, nothing but the wind responded. Batmak frowned, returning his grappling hook to his utility belt as he made his way to the signal.
"You know folks, the Bat-signal is not a toy! You don't light it up unless villains are terrorizing the city! It's just really rude and a terrible prank if that's what you're going for..." Batmak spoke to no one in particular as he stepped next to the signal, ready to switch it off before spotting the present.
What's this?" He muttered, walking around and picking up the present. He looked it over a moment, noticing that it was addressed to him but lacked a name for a sender.
"A gift? For me? Batmak shook the box lightly before undoing the bow to open it up.
"Well it is Batmak's anniversary... maybe someone cares enough!"
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 9:56 pm
As the box was shook, little rattling could be heard from within. Once Batmak began unwrapping the box sprung open from the inside, a giant red boxing glove on a spring bounding back and forth bursting from within. Along with the glove, some confetti and a few bells and whistles sounded and sprout forth from the box. Dangling from the fist of the red glove was a birthday card and two asprins in a bag.
And the card read, in chicken scratch handwriting:
"Dear Bat Guano,
Merry Christmas Happy Birthday! I thought you could use the asprin to subdue any Bat-headache you probably got from my Punch-in-the-Box!! That was my last one, too... better remind the henchmen to pick up another one for me.
Note to Self: Stop killing the henchmen, they get me things.
In other news, I've decided to get you this present! It's a shiny new utility belt! (don't know his size)... foot massager!! -sold out- Grappling gun!! PERFECT!! I hope he likes it. He'll need it for when I commit my next crime.
You'll need it HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
XOXO Joker-Rin"
And in the bottom of the box, just under the spring, was a new grappling gun for Batmak.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 11:36 pm
Batmak had managed to avoid the boxing glove when it shot out, though the force nearly knocked his mask off as it brushed by. He frowned and caught sight of the card, grabbing it and reading it over. He blinked and looked into the box, spotting the grappling gun.
"But... I already have a grappling hook..." He said out loud, reaching in and pulling the so called 'present' out. Batmak examined it closely, looking back and forth from it to the card.
"What in the world would I need another one of these things for? What crime? Going to zip line the city or something?" Batmak questioned, beginning to look odd simply standing there and rambling to himself. With a shrug, he attached the new gadget to his utility belt. He glanced back at the bat-signal a moment before deciding not to mess with it.
"Heck if I know how to turn that thing on and off anyways...," Batmak muttered. He looked the card over again, realizing there was something on the back as well. Attached rather badly was a picture of a man tied to a tree. Batmak blinked before realizing who it was.
"Gordon! Fff- Joker-Rin has him tied up to that tree in that parking lot between the local 7-11 and the library!" Batmak exclaimed, his awesome power of deductions being put to use.
"Better go save him!" And with that Batmak removed his bat-grappling hook and shot it off into the dark, swinging his way quickly to where the Commissioner was being held hostage.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 11:54 pm
As Batmak swung to the rescue, who should be watching him but none-other than the Clown Princess of Crime, Joker-Rin! Through her Acme binoculars, more than likely stolen, she watched the scene from a near by building.
"Aww, he didn't use my gun! And after I spent such time in stealing it...Oh well, that will come in handy later! Hee hee!!" Joker-Rin giggled as she looked over to one of her henchmen, watching also as Batmak swung about.
"Time for you to do YOUR job!" Joker-Rin said, giving the henchman a good hearty kick off of the ledge in the path Batmak had chosen.
In seeing one of her henchmen plummet to their doom, Joker-Rin pulled out from the top of her coat, a white handkerchief and began to dab at her eyes. She gave a 'boo hoo' and a sad sigh and there-after bid a farewell to the henchman.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 6:38 pm
"HOLY BATS!" Batmak shouted as the falling henchman appeared in the way of his swinging path. If it had been in his nature, he would've just let the misguided worker of Joker-Rin hit the ground, but strong moral fiber prevented him from allowing such a grizzly fate.
Instead he grunted as he collided with the underling, grabbing onto the scruff of their collar. Quickly, Batmak retracted his grappling hook and shot it somewhere else, allowing from a gentler impact to the ground for both him and the henchman. They rolled for a moment before stopping, in which Batmak turner and struck the henchman quickly in the face.
"You are not a bird, you cannot fly!" He stated, brushing his hands together and looking up to the area where the henchmen has appeared. It was dark, but with a swift tap to the side of his mask he'd activated his night vision.
"Joker-Rin!" Batmak stated at the sight, confusion crossing his face at the sight of the villain dabbing away at her eyes.
"What the heck?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 7:15 pm
Much as Joker-Rin predicted, Batmak successfully rescued her hapless henchman before he made a mess of the sidewalk. After an array of laughter and giggles left her, Joker-Rin peered over the edge of the building to wave 'hello' at her adversary.
"Hiya, Bats!!" called the Lady Joker, waving with her hanky, that trademark grin reappearing over her chalky-white face.
"How's the sidewalk treatin' ya? Oh, that reminds me! It's your birthday today, isn't it?!" she called out, disappearing momentarily to reach down behind the ledge.
"I got you another birthday gift! Number two! It's one of my favorites." Joker-Rin exclaimed happily before bringing out one of her favorite toys: a bazooka.
"Merry Christmas!!! ...no wait, that's not right... what was I talking about now... Oh, hey look, a bazooka! I'll use it on Batmak!!" Joker-Rin cackled as she began to fire shot after shot at her nemesis, not caring at all if she hit her own henchman.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 8:23 pm
Name: Malcolm E. Nigma
Super-Name: Riddler-Mak
Hero/Villain: Villain
Appearance (link or small pic if using a pic) :
Bio (try to make a balanced blend of the actual char and your parody) : Malcolm E. Nigma, Aka Riddler-Mak, has been obsessed with riddles and puzzles for who knows how long. When Batmak first made his appearance, Riddler-Mak was thrilled to finally have an intellectual equal to test his puzzle games on. His primary goal is to stump Batmak once and for all, making himself the superior clue master of the world.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 8:35 pm
"Oh crap..." Batmak stated, having listened intently as Joker spoke before she'd pulled the bazooka. He grabbed a hold of the henchman's shirt collar again as the first shot came, firing his grappler and zipping himself and the henchmen out of the way.
Batmak tossed the henchmen into an alleyway, before firing and zipping out of the way of fire again. The third time he aimed up at the roof Joker-Rin was on, running forward a bit before zipping up the building to confront his nemesis.
He aimed a mighty bat-kick at the bazooka as he appeared, hoping to dislodge the weapon from his foe's hands.
"You'll never get away with this Joker!" Batmak shouted, firing and swinging around so he'd land behind the villain.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 9:01 pm
Joker-Rin laughed wickedly and maniacally as she fired her deadly weapon off at her foe. She delighted at the explosions made, the damage dealt and more-so Batmak's running for his life. Her ecstatic smile faltered a bit once Batmak made his way, swinging wildly up and about her area.
"Gah!!" She exclaimed as her weapon was kicked from her hands.
The bazooka went flying, the unfired shot blasting out upon impact with the roof and blew a hole in the poor, unsuspecting ledge. Joker-Rin crouched and covered her ears upon impact, glaring at Batmak as he declared her foil.
"Get away with WHAT? You're the one blowing everything up and assaulting me like you do!" The she-Joker shouted in protest.
"You with your weird gadgets and kickings and long capes and underwear ouside your tights..."
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 3:40 pm
"THEY MAKE ME AERODYNAMIC, JEEZ!" Batmak yelled as Joker Rin mentioned his odd costume. In truth, underwear on the outside of tights did not make you more aerodynamic. But this wasn't the time to let the truth out.
Batmak faced Joker Rin now, eyeing his arch foe with a stern look.
"So what are you up to Joker? It's never simple with you...," Batmak said, glancing down to where Gordon was being held.
Oh ya, I still have to save him don't I? He thought, a curious expression crossing his face at the thought. Gordon really should invest in a few escape arts classes, Batmak thought, feeling he would have to suggest it to the police chief later.
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