Post by Deleted on May 6, 2013 21:56:21 GMT -5
Basic Information
Player Nickname: Bane
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Model / Actor's name: "Tom Hardy"
Name: Dorrance
Alter Ego: Bane
Age: 28
Birthday: Unknown
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Height: 6' 6"
Weight: 350 lbs
Hair: Bald
Eyes: Black
Physique: Through years of vigorous training he's acquired an athletic but severely muscular build.
Training: Rigorous study inside of the prison through means of smuggled in books, he has become an expert in the fields of chemistry, physics and biology. He has developed his own fighting system thanks to his upbringing in the merciless school of prison life and is an expert tactician, strategist, and combatant.
Equipment: Various weapons on his person at all times, though he is more prone to using his fists. He also has a supply system for Venom attached to his wrist with tubes feeding up to his skull, and at various points along his body to ensure an adequate supply at all times.
Description
Appearance: Typically in black cargo pants, and a bullet-proof vest, black combat boots and always sporting a mask. He's recently acquired a mask that has a more skeletal appearance, signaling his Latino heritage.
Personality: Extroverted, calculating and highly intelligent. He's cunning and unpredictable, and always keeps his true motives a mystery until victory is assured.
Significant relationships
Rhas al Ghul - Mentor and former employer.
Batman - Enemy
Vehicles
(If you have a vehicle or multiple vehicles such as Aircraft, Motorcycle, Yacht, etc.)
Vehicle Name: Various military vehicles that he's acquired over the years.
Type: Various military vehicles that he's acquired over the years.
Armaments: Whatever vehicle he chooses and its appropriate armament.
Armor type: Most often they are heavily armored, though he sometimes prefers speed over heavy shielding.
Abilities: Nothing significant.
Audition post
Bane was brooding for the moment, having just received the newest shipment of chemicals in from various suppliers around the globe. By themselves, they were harmless, most people would assume that he was an amateur chemist of some sorts and he was never questioned or followed up on whenever he ordered in surplus like this. But then again, most people weren't looking for him either. He glanced sideways as one of his henchmen was wheeling in a drum of chemicals, only to tilt it too far sideways and causing the large 55-gallon drum to slam against the ground, the loud clang resonating from the underground base of operations that he'd established. He sighed to himself and got up, moving over towards the clumsy henchmen slowly, an almost predatory lope in his walk.
"Bane I..I...I'm sorry it slipped" he started to say, stuttering his words a bit through the fear that had suddenly taken hold of his brain, eyes widening and his heart rate starting to race. Bane towered over the man, a veritable hulking mass of brawn and animal cunning as he glowered at him through the mask that he wore, the crimson colored lenses doing nothing to hide his stare. "It won't happen again, here let me clean it up" the man said and stooped down to try and tilt the barrel upright. Bane watched and waited until he'd finished with the task, before letting loose with a vicious kick, heel connecting with the mans ribcage, a sickening crack of bone being heard as the rib snapped and was sent into the mans lung. He yelped in pain and fell sideways.
"Get up" Bane said coolly, taking a step backwards and spreading his arms wide, a challenge. He would give the man the honor of a warriors death, if he so chose to take it. Wheezing and trying hard to suck in breath the man stood up, doubled over in pain but to his eternal credit he seemed to have a spark of life, the thing Bane looked for when recruiting new members, the drive to survive and fight back against all odds. The man lunged at him, a straight jab aimed towards Bane's solar plexus. It was shuffling and slow though, Bane seeing the muscles contracting the instant before it happened and spun sideways, raising his elbow up parallel with the ground and causing it to connect with the back of the mans skull, sending him flying forwards.
Had he used his full strength, the mans neck would have broken, but he eased off at the last second, toying with him, letting him feel the pain that was going to be coursing through him in varying degrees over the next few moments. "You are weak brother" he said, taunting the man as he sprawled onto the floor. He let him get back up though, taking a step away to encourage the fight to go on. The man glared at him with pure contempt, the fear being replaced by blazing anger. Bane smiled behind his mask, though no one would be able to tell. The man charged forwards once more and Bane stood still, letting the flurry of blows impact against his bullet-proof vest clad chest, each strike bouncing off harmlessly as he let the man tire himself out.
Bane's hands flew up, gripping the mans skull and held it still, his body lurching forwards at the waist, sending his forehead careening into the man's nose, a strangled cry and a spurt of blood later, the man fell to the floor once more. Bane grew tired of the game, seeing that there was no real challenge in the man. As he writhed in pain on the floor, Bane turned his back to him and seemed like he was about to walk away. The man smiled, thinking he'd passed a test of some sort. That is, until Bane spun, quickly and efficiently aiming the kick right for the mans throat. The steel tip of his boot connected with the soft tissue, cartilage collapsing quickly and causing the mans skull to snap backwards. Bane walked away, footsteps heavy and thudding along the ground as he sat back down in his large and overstuffed leather chair. "Let that be a lesson to the rest of you. There can be no room for error. None" he said with finality as the rest of his henchmen stared in wide eyed shock before moving back to their respective tasks.
Supervillain Plot and Story written for the Roleplay
Demonic Addiction
Heroes: Batman, Robin, Nightwing
Villains: Bane, Poison Ivy, Rhas al Ghul
Plot: Bane has contacted Poison Ivy for her expertise in botany to help him with a project that is only slightly beyond his means. Using his connections through the League of Shadow's he gets into contact with Rhas to help him with the funding of his scheme. The plan is to increase the addictive potential of the Venom that courses through his veins, to help better market it and keep it going on the streets of Gotham. The Bat-Family would find out through the continual rage induced bouts that start to spring up all over the city, along with the those doing the assaulting suddenly collapsing from the overdose of Venom in their veins.
Silent Knight
Heroes: Batman, Azrael
Villains: Bane, Hush
Plot: Hush has contacted Bane in attempt to form an alliance of sorts, seeing as they both know the true identity of the Batman, and plot to take him down together. The timely intervention of Azrael would save Batman's life from the duo, but would also strengthen their resolve, adding another person to their list to take down. Bane would start by kidnapping Alfred from Wayne Manor with a note left behind leading the Batman to an underground cave system on the opposite side of Gotham, where Hush would be lying in wait, along with Bane.
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Player Nickname: Bane
Do you want other role players to give you feed back?:[/i] Yes.
Model / Actor's name: "Tom Hardy"
Name: Dorrance
Alter Ego: Bane
Age: 28
Birthday: Unknown
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Height: 6' 6"
Weight: 350 lbs
Hair: Bald
Eyes: Black
Physique: Through years of vigorous training he's acquired an athletic but severely muscular build.
Training: Rigorous study inside of the prison through means of smuggled in books, he has become an expert in the fields of chemistry, physics and biology. He has developed his own fighting system thanks to his upbringing in the merciless school of prison life and is an expert tactician, strategist, and combatant.
Equipment: Various weapons on his person at all times, though he is more prone to using his fists. He also has a supply system for Venom attached to his wrist with tubes feeding up to his skull, and at various points along his body to ensure an adequate supply at all times.
Description
Appearance: Typically in black cargo pants, and a bullet-proof vest, black combat boots and always sporting a mask. He's recently acquired a mask that has a more skeletal appearance, signaling his Latino heritage.
Personality: Extroverted, calculating and highly intelligent. He's cunning and unpredictable, and always keeps his true motives a mystery until victory is assured.
Significant relationships
Rhas al Ghul - Mentor and former employer.
Batman - Enemy
Vehicles
(If you have a vehicle or multiple vehicles such as Aircraft, Motorcycle, Yacht, etc.)
Vehicle Name: Various military vehicles that he's acquired over the years.
Type: Various military vehicles that he's acquired over the years.
Armaments: Whatever vehicle he chooses and its appropriate armament.
Armor type: Most often they are heavily armored, though he sometimes prefers speed over heavy shielding.
Abilities: Nothing significant.
Audition post
Bane was brooding for the moment, having just received the newest shipment of chemicals in from various suppliers around the globe. By themselves, they were harmless, most people would assume that he was an amateur chemist of some sorts and he was never questioned or followed up on whenever he ordered in surplus like this. But then again, most people weren't looking for him either. He glanced sideways as one of his henchmen was wheeling in a drum of chemicals, only to tilt it too far sideways and causing the large 55-gallon drum to slam against the ground, the loud clang resonating from the underground base of operations that he'd established. He sighed to himself and got up, moving over towards the clumsy henchmen slowly, an almost predatory lope in his walk.
"Bane I..I...I'm sorry it slipped" he started to say, stuttering his words a bit through the fear that had suddenly taken hold of his brain, eyes widening and his heart rate starting to race. Bane towered over the man, a veritable hulking mass of brawn and animal cunning as he glowered at him through the mask that he wore, the crimson colored lenses doing nothing to hide his stare. "It won't happen again, here let me clean it up" the man said and stooped down to try and tilt the barrel upright. Bane watched and waited until he'd finished with the task, before letting loose with a vicious kick, heel connecting with the mans ribcage, a sickening crack of bone being heard as the rib snapped and was sent into the mans lung. He yelped in pain and fell sideways.
"Get up" Bane said coolly, taking a step backwards and spreading his arms wide, a challenge. He would give the man the honor of a warriors death, if he so chose to take it. Wheezing and trying hard to suck in breath the man stood up, doubled over in pain but to his eternal credit he seemed to have a spark of life, the thing Bane looked for when recruiting new members, the drive to survive and fight back against all odds. The man lunged at him, a straight jab aimed towards Bane's solar plexus. It was shuffling and slow though, Bane seeing the muscles contracting the instant before it happened and spun sideways, raising his elbow up parallel with the ground and causing it to connect with the back of the mans skull, sending him flying forwards.
Had he used his full strength, the mans neck would have broken, but he eased off at the last second, toying with him, letting him feel the pain that was going to be coursing through him in varying degrees over the next few moments. "You are weak brother" he said, taunting the man as he sprawled onto the floor. He let him get back up though, taking a step away to encourage the fight to go on. The man glared at him with pure contempt, the fear being replaced by blazing anger. Bane smiled behind his mask, though no one would be able to tell. The man charged forwards once more and Bane stood still, letting the flurry of blows impact against his bullet-proof vest clad chest, each strike bouncing off harmlessly as he let the man tire himself out.
Bane's hands flew up, gripping the mans skull and held it still, his body lurching forwards at the waist, sending his forehead careening into the man's nose, a strangled cry and a spurt of blood later, the man fell to the floor once more. Bane grew tired of the game, seeing that there was no real challenge in the man. As he writhed in pain on the floor, Bane turned his back to him and seemed like he was about to walk away. The man smiled, thinking he'd passed a test of some sort. That is, until Bane spun, quickly and efficiently aiming the kick right for the mans throat. The steel tip of his boot connected with the soft tissue, cartilage collapsing quickly and causing the mans skull to snap backwards. Bane walked away, footsteps heavy and thudding along the ground as he sat back down in his large and overstuffed leather chair. "Let that be a lesson to the rest of you. There can be no room for error. None" he said with finality as the rest of his henchmen stared in wide eyed shock before moving back to their respective tasks.
Supervillain Plot and Story written for the Roleplay
Demonic Addiction
Heroes: Batman, Robin, Nightwing
Villains: Bane, Poison Ivy, Rhas al Ghul
Plot: Bane has contacted Poison Ivy for her expertise in botany to help him with a project that is only slightly beyond his means. Using his connections through the League of Shadow's he gets into contact with Rhas to help him with the funding of his scheme. The plan is to increase the addictive potential of the Venom that courses through his veins, to help better market it and keep it going on the streets of Gotham. The Bat-Family would find out through the continual rage induced bouts that start to spring up all over the city, along with the those doing the assaulting suddenly collapsing from the overdose of Venom in their veins.
Silent Knight
Heroes: Batman, Azrael
Villains: Bane, Hush
Plot: Hush has contacted Bane in attempt to form an alliance of sorts, seeing as they both know the true identity of the Batman, and plot to take him down together. The timely intervention of Azrael would save Batman's life from the duo, but would also strengthen their resolve, adding another person to their list to take down. Bane would start by kidnapping Alfred from Wayne Manor with a note left behind leading the Batman to an underground cave system on the opposite side of Gotham, where Hush would be lying in wait, along with Bane.
Read more: dcdarkestnight.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=charapps&action=display&thread=4#ixzz2SZAwlCf5