Post by Green Lantern on May 29, 2015 13:22:23 GMT -5
Basic Information
Player Nickname: Hal
Profile URL: 3.roleplay.chat/profile.php?user=The%20Spectre
Do you want other role players to give you feed back? (Yes or No)
Which DCU Earth are you applying to?: Wherever needed
Character Origin: Comic
Face Claim's Name: Kevin Spacey for Jim Corrigan, Michael Wincott for the voice of the Spectre
Name: The Spectre
Alias: (By others choice) Raguel, Aztar
Race: Embodiment of the Wrath of YHWH
Alignment: Neutral
Height: Variable
Weight: Variable
Hair: Variable
Eyes: Variable
Physique: Variable
Training: N/A
Equipment: N/A
Powers / Abilities
Superhuman Strength and Invulnerability - At normal levels, the Spectre is stronger than Superman or even Darkseid.
Superhuman Speed,Reflexes, Agility - At normal levels, the Spectre can move and react faster than the Flash.
Superhuman Stamina- The Spectre cannot tire.
Shape shifting
Intangibility/Invisibility
Magic - He has complete mastery over all forms of magic.
Dimensional Travel
Astral Projection
Teleportation
Energy Manipulation/Projection
Telepathy/Telekinesis
Sensing of Sin - If a crime is commited that warrents his attention, he immediately knows it and must leave whatever behind to accomplish his mission.
Soul Travel
Nigh-Omniscience: As a divine agent, the Spectre has access to virtually all of the knowledge in the universe and is even aware of events that have been altered by distortions in time.
Upon bonding with the Spirit of Vengeance, Corrigan became one of the most powerful magical and cosmic beings in all of Creation. As the Divine Wrath of the Presence, the Spectre's nearly unlimited power, if left unchecked, is capable of shattering entire universes and so he is often relegated to a lesser amount of power as well as being bound to certain rules and limitations. At his normal levels, Jim remains one of the most powerful beings on the planet capable of defeating Doctor Fate and Etrigan the Demon, battling along the likes of the Old Ones with each and frightening them with his power, defeating Lords of Hell within their own realm, perform physical feats beyond the likes of Superman and the Flash, and still retains his complete mastery over all forms of magic.
Weaknesses
Spear of Destiny - Capable of killing him.
Great uses of power - Can perform feats so great that he is temporarily weakened while he restores his power.
Ancient Laws - Despite all of his power, the Spectre is bound to ancient laws that govern his actions and he cannot break them without suffering punishment.
Character Time Line
-Raguel is created as part of the second Choir of Angels. Archangel of justice, fairness, harmony, and vengeance.
-Sides with Lucifer during the War. Falls with the rest.
-Warps his identity into that of a Devil Prince, takes up the name Aztar.
-Returns to heaven some time later, repents for his crimes. Has his entire indenity burned away and is warped into the Divine Vengeance.
-Destroys Sodam and Gomorrah,
-The true hand called by Moses to visit upon Egypt 12 plagues. Parted the Red Sea.
-Destroyed the walls of Jericho.
-Imprisoned when the Godhead took the form of Jesus.
-Released from cell when Jesus was crucified, visited Wrath all across the Earth.
-Bonded with a man known as Caraka.
-Seperated from Caraka when host began to stray from mission.
-Proceeds through time into modern age being bound to various hosts.
MODERN AGE
-Bonds with the soul of Jim Corrigan.
-Battles for the Allies during WWII.
-Continues his mission, using Corrigan as a vessel.
-Corrigan serves as p.i. using Madam Xanadu's shop as a place of business and sleep.
-The Spectre and Corrigan depart, the Spectre becoming the more dominate.
-Corrigan learns the true history of the Spectre when searching for The Presence who had stepped outside of creation.
-(2014)
-The Spectre releases Corrigan to heaven. Begins to discover his own past.
-He remembers his true name, but continues to serve as the Spectre per his repentance.
John Cranson was a man who liked to live wild, carefree, and unrestrained by the rules of society. Such a life made him feel like he was ontop of the world. That there wasn’t a single thing that could hold him back or keep him down. He took pleasure everything that he found enjoyable and was a glutton for it. A true Satanist was he. Cranson made the next right at the corner and immediately knew he was almost home. It had been a great night and he was eager for the start of the next. Though the things that John indulged in were frowned upon deeply by proper society, there were still places where he could be his adventurous self… and the number of said places was greater than any “decent” person would want to know. There was the sound of running footsteps, loud and slapping in puddles of water to his right as he passed an alleyway, but he paid no mind. This was the city and there was any number of strange things that happened. Then all of a sudden the night became unnaturally dark as though all light had been extinguish.
There came a deep, growing rumble and a male voice let out a blood curdling scream and he pressed his back up against a wall. Something was out there… he had no idea what but it was coming for him. He could feel it. Closing his eyes, he tried to calm his breathing, wishing the sight that he had laid eyes on would leave his mind. Then bricks he leaned back against began to shake and just as he leaned forward, he coat was caught. Trying a few times to pull away, his head turned and he saw a fanged mouth where bricks should have been chewing at his coat and slowly drawing him into the maw. He screamed again and quickly worked his arms free of the jacket and started running once more. If he could just get to the end of the alley way maybe he could get free but the further and faster he ran, but it just seemed to never get any closer. “You cannot flee from your crimes…” a dark, echoing voice bellowed out.
A large garbage dumpster slammed into the side of the man and crushed him against the side of the alley. There was a crack as four of his ribs broke and another shout came, this was of pain as well as fear. His hands went to the dumpster and tried to push it back from his body to no avail. Silence washed over the alley like all sound had been turned off. Not even the soft thuds of his legs hitting the metallic dumpster were heard as he continued his vain struggle. From within the dumpster something stirred and slammed into the side. A rustling sound came and literally from thin air a green hooded and cloaked form faded into existence. Glowing green eyes locked onto man’s and he felt as though they were burning away his soul while seeing into the depths of his very being. The skin, pale as death itself, seemingly glowed in the darkness. “For the lives you have taken vengeance must be had. You have treated lives like like garbage to be thrown away at whim. The lost lives call for Justice and the Spectre will see it done.”
A green gloved hand raised from the folds of the billowing cloak and with a flick the top of the dumpster opened. A skeletal, maggot covered hand shot out and grabbed the face of the man. The stench made him vomit as he shouted and in a blink he was pulled from between the dumpster and he wall into the former. The top slammed shut and from within shouts and loud slams came. There was a particularly loud slam followed by a ripping sound with more screams that could not be dared described as human and then another loud slam with dead silence coming soon after. The spectacle was witness by the green garbed being whose face remained unchanged, even now that it was over. Moments passed and then the one called the Spectre turned and slowly moved down the alley, the darkness and sound block resceding, allowing the normality of the city to return once more to the area.
Player Nickname: Hal
Profile URL: 3.roleplay.chat/profile.php?user=The%20Spectre
Do you want other role players to give you feed back? (Yes or No)
Which DCU Earth are you applying to?: Wherever needed
Character Origin: Comic
Face Claim's Name: Kevin Spacey for Jim Corrigan, Michael Wincott for the voice of the Spectre
Name: The Spectre
Alias: (By others choice) Raguel, Aztar
Race: Embodiment of the Wrath of YHWH
Alignment: Neutral
Height: Variable
Weight: Variable
Hair: Variable
Eyes: Variable
Physique: Variable
Training: N/A
Equipment: N/A
Powers / Abilities
Superhuman Strength and Invulnerability - At normal levels, the Spectre is stronger than Superman or even Darkseid.
Superhuman Speed,Reflexes, Agility - At normal levels, the Spectre can move and react faster than the Flash.
Superhuman Stamina- The Spectre cannot tire.
Shape shifting
Intangibility/Invisibility
Magic - He has complete mastery over all forms of magic.
Dimensional Travel
Astral Projection
Teleportation
Energy Manipulation/Projection
Telepathy/Telekinesis
Sensing of Sin - If a crime is commited that warrents his attention, he immediately knows it and must leave whatever behind to accomplish his mission.
Soul Travel
Nigh-Omniscience: As a divine agent, the Spectre has access to virtually all of the knowledge in the universe and is even aware of events that have been altered by distortions in time.
Upon bonding with the Spirit of Vengeance, Corrigan became one of the most powerful magical and cosmic beings in all of Creation. As the Divine Wrath of the Presence, the Spectre's nearly unlimited power, if left unchecked, is capable of shattering entire universes and so he is often relegated to a lesser amount of power as well as being bound to certain rules and limitations. At his normal levels, Jim remains one of the most powerful beings on the planet capable of defeating Doctor Fate and Etrigan the Demon, battling along the likes of the Old Ones with each and frightening them with his power, defeating Lords of Hell within their own realm, perform physical feats beyond the likes of Superman and the Flash, and still retains his complete mastery over all forms of magic.
Weaknesses
Spear of Destiny - Capable of killing him.
Great uses of power - Can perform feats so great that he is temporarily weakened while he restores his power.
Ancient Laws - Despite all of his power, the Spectre is bound to ancient laws that govern his actions and he cannot break them without suffering punishment.
Character Time Line
-Raguel is created as part of the second Choir of Angels. Archangel of justice, fairness, harmony, and vengeance.
-Sides with Lucifer during the War. Falls with the rest.
-Warps his identity into that of a Devil Prince, takes up the name Aztar.
-Returns to heaven some time later, repents for his crimes. Has his entire indenity burned away and is warped into the Divine Vengeance.
-Destroys Sodam and Gomorrah,
-The true hand called by Moses to visit upon Egypt 12 plagues. Parted the Red Sea.
-Destroyed the walls of Jericho.
-Imprisoned when the Godhead took the form of Jesus.
-Released from cell when Jesus was crucified, visited Wrath all across the Earth.
-Bonded with a man known as Caraka.
-Seperated from Caraka when host began to stray from mission.
-Proceeds through time into modern age being bound to various hosts.
MODERN AGE
-Bonds with the soul of Jim Corrigan.
-Battles for the Allies during WWII.
-Continues his mission, using Corrigan as a vessel.
-Corrigan serves as p.i. using Madam Xanadu's shop as a place of business and sleep.
-The Spectre and Corrigan depart, the Spectre becoming the more dominate.
-Corrigan learns the true history of the Spectre when searching for The Presence who had stepped outside of creation.
-(2014)
-The Spectre releases Corrigan to heaven. Begins to discover his own past.
-He remembers his true name, but continues to serve as the Spectre per his repentance.
John Cranson was a man who liked to live wild, carefree, and unrestrained by the rules of society. Such a life made him feel like he was ontop of the world. That there wasn’t a single thing that could hold him back or keep him down. He took pleasure everything that he found enjoyable and was a glutton for it. A true Satanist was he. Cranson made the next right at the corner and immediately knew he was almost home. It had been a great night and he was eager for the start of the next. Though the things that John indulged in were frowned upon deeply by proper society, there were still places where he could be his adventurous self… and the number of said places was greater than any “decent” person would want to know. There was the sound of running footsteps, loud and slapping in puddles of water to his right as he passed an alleyway, but he paid no mind. This was the city and there was any number of strange things that happened. Then all of a sudden the night became unnaturally dark as though all light had been extinguish.
There came a deep, growing rumble and a male voice let out a blood curdling scream and he pressed his back up against a wall. Something was out there… he had no idea what but it was coming for him. He could feel it. Closing his eyes, he tried to calm his breathing, wishing the sight that he had laid eyes on would leave his mind. Then bricks he leaned back against began to shake and just as he leaned forward, he coat was caught. Trying a few times to pull away, his head turned and he saw a fanged mouth where bricks should have been chewing at his coat and slowly drawing him into the maw. He screamed again and quickly worked his arms free of the jacket and started running once more. If he could just get to the end of the alley way maybe he could get free but the further and faster he ran, but it just seemed to never get any closer. “You cannot flee from your crimes…” a dark, echoing voice bellowed out.
A large garbage dumpster slammed into the side of the man and crushed him against the side of the alley. There was a crack as four of his ribs broke and another shout came, this was of pain as well as fear. His hands went to the dumpster and tried to push it back from his body to no avail. Silence washed over the alley like all sound had been turned off. Not even the soft thuds of his legs hitting the metallic dumpster were heard as he continued his vain struggle. From within the dumpster something stirred and slammed into the side. A rustling sound came and literally from thin air a green hooded and cloaked form faded into existence. Glowing green eyes locked onto man’s and he felt as though they were burning away his soul while seeing into the depths of his very being. The skin, pale as death itself, seemingly glowed in the darkness. “For the lives you have taken vengeance must be had. You have treated lives like like garbage to be thrown away at whim. The lost lives call for Justice and the Spectre will see it done.”
A green gloved hand raised from the folds of the billowing cloak and with a flick the top of the dumpster opened. A skeletal, maggot covered hand shot out and grabbed the face of the man. The stench made him vomit as he shouted and in a blink he was pulled from between the dumpster and he wall into the former. The top slammed shut and from within shouts and loud slams came. There was a particularly loud slam followed by a ripping sound with more screams that could not be dared described as human and then another loud slam with dead silence coming soon after. The spectacle was witness by the green garbed being whose face remained unchanged, even now that it was over. Moments passed and then the one called the Spectre turned and slowly moved down the alley, the darkness and sound block resceding, allowing the normality of the city to return once more to the area.
