Ultra Squad #1: Plight of the Birdman!

[lien587]

-The Birdman Strikes!-

Hart City: August 23rd

Deep within the walls of Terminus Industries, a guard dozes lazily by the entrance to the lab. A portrait of Johnson Hart hangs above him.
The guard, unaware of imminent danger, is struck down by a shadow leaping down from the ceiling!
Standing above the unconscious guard is a fierce black figure, covered in feathers. Dark eyes stare down and a beak protrudes from a dark cowl.
A single foot, with terrible black talons, rips downward as blood flies in all directions.

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Basically, You play as characters in a 50's comic, where you are a member of the ULTRA SQUAD! Make yo momma proud.

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CHARACTER SHEET
NAME:
APPEARANCE: (Go over the top with this)
POWERS:
ORIGIN STORY:

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CHARACTER SHEET

NAME:
Seeing Mc Seeserson AKA. The Detective.
APPEARANCE: Mc Seeserson is six foot two, with a chin so chiselled is could probably cut butter, (it can't, he's tried it before) he wears a large fedora with a trench coat, boots and whiskey bottle that every 1940s noire detective worth his salt has on him at all times ad takes swigs of to look bad ass. He is also black and white, like a noire film.

Or, if you're too lazy to try and picture it:



POWERS:
Mc Seeserson has the power of having a really thick, 1940s detective accent and says 'see?' quite a lot as well. He also carries an extremely over-sized pistol that's about five times the size of any ordinary hand-gun and really shouldn't be able to fit into his trench-coat. A third ability he has is being able to narrate over himself like any noire detective would, the only thing is, people can hear this inner monologue and can give people a bit of an advantage if he narrates the wrong thing at the wrong time.
 
ORIGIN STORY: Born in 1925, Gary Fergus was born. As he grew older, he found himself addicted to noir films, eventually signing up to be a detective at the NYPD. He found the real policing job extremely boring and started to REALLY hate it, but after a freak accident involving  a T.V, an old noire tape, two paper clips, a lightening storm and some alien mumbo jumbo he found himself as the one thing h truly loved; a 1940s noire detective.

[lien587]

Could we have a more Superhero name?

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