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Powerlord (Working title for now)


Preferred User Nickname:Superlord
Mature Role-player? Undecided


Villain Name: Powerlord (for now)
Age: Less than a year, however he appears to be in his early twenties. He's a clone.
Gender: Male
Physical Description: Height of 6'3" Weight of 235 Lbs, with blue eyes and black hair, as well as Caucasian skin. He wears armor inspired by the armor of Jor-Ul/Jor-El. His race is Kryptonian.

Weapon of Choice: Fists, Debris, Cars, Other People.
Powers: Super Speed, Flight, Heat Vision, Super Strength, X-Ray Vision, Solar Battery, Invulnerability (not of the godmod stage, but it takes much effort to hurt him I.E. normal humans can't do much on their own.) Superhuman Stamina, Longevity, Super Hearing, Super Smell, Super Scream, Super Self Sufficiency, Super Breath, Super Vision,
Movement Type: Flight.

History
Lex Luthor was at a loss. All he'd been throwing at Kal-El had failed, time and time again. He sat alone in his office, when suddenly the intercom rang loud. "Erhm... Mister Luthor, you've got a...er... guest on line one. Would you like t-" "Send him in." The door opened by it's mechanism, sending in a tripod robot with a television screen for a face and two needle pointed prongs for arms. The image was of the helmeted Iron Caesar. "Hullo Mister Luthor. Good to make your acquaintance yet again." Luthor shook hands with the bot as if it were a living being. "Likewise. He sat, his hands folded laxly on the dark wooded oak desk between them. The room smelled of smoke, cigar smoke to be exact. On Luthor's desk sat a smoldering ashtray with a recently finished cigar. "I've got a deal for you." "Another deal Caesar?" His eyebrow raised. "I'm listening. Talk." Caesar's bot began to pace. One arm behind it's back and another doing hand motions in front of it's body. "I've come across a certain...group. A group bound on taking down YOUR problem. Capable of tackling your... Bizarre problems." Emphasis was put heavily on the word
"bizarre". "What do you know abou-" He was rising from his seat. "Now now now, Luthor have a seat. We know that we're both on the same side. Relax. Have a drink." Luthor nodded, opening a hidden cabinet door on his desk, and pulling a small glass out with a bottle of scotch, and pouring it in the glass. "I'd offer you a glass, but I doubt you'd be able to take it." He grinned, slowly sipping and savoring his alcohol. "Funny. Anyway, yes Luthor I do have a group ready to assist you if you'd like to make the deal." "What's the catch?" Yet another eyebrow raise. "Clever man." He spoke with a smirkish tone. "We need your lab, and your resources... as well as funding." "All of that, to destroy Superman? You've got yourself a deal." Once again a handshake. Meanwhile on Earth-25G, Ultraman sat in his chamber of Krypton. The differences between this reality and the other Earth, is that Krypton here, never was destroyed. Kal-Ul was sent here to invade the planet, as the Kryptonian army was sent to conquer the galaxy. He'd established himself as the Lord of Earth. Owlman would be his assistance here in understanding human culture. In a matter of months, they'd assembled a team. From Earth 25-G, Ultraman, Owlman, and Power Ring. Cadmus's entire team, Caesar Tech, Luthor's Corporation, and the entire science department of Earth 25-G's Crime Syndicate. They used TITAN as their project prototype, however when he'd failed they scrapped that project and continued again. Time after time, they'd end up with another Superboy or Bizarro. Finally they had the solution. Capturing a heroine of Earth 25-G, a Kryptonian named Ultragirl, they mixed the genes using White Kryptonite needled syringes, which to a Kryptonian of Earth-25G allows skin penetration and the drawing of blood. The genes were carefully spliced, using the egg and sperm of the Earth-25G Kryptonians, forming a series of children. Cadmus and the other scientists got involved hands on. Even using forms of Kryptonite. They produced twenty four potentials. Eventually they all began to die off. One was left, he seemed virtually perfect. Even the aging process worked correctly. The only difference was that his kryptonite weakness would be different than Kal-El's. However the difference, they'd done it. A Kryptonian had been cloned. Ultraman's collection of Kryptonian artifacts was invaluable to the project. The child grew in a month to his visual age of twenty one. They'd now test him. Ultraman used one of his Void Zone suits to hold him. They waited for nearly an entire day until the clone found his way out of containment. He broke free, as was intended by the team of sinister beings, gaining the attention of Superman. Once Superman noticed the House of El carved on his chest, and his own visage upon the clone, he began his desperate attempt to crush the creature. Superman failed however, and the clone returned to it's base to discover it's origin. Ultraman provided the creature with the perhaps temporary title of Powerlord, as a reference to Power Girl of Earth 9, and the demon once known as Superlord. He was then given the armor used by Jor-Ul, Ultralord's father. The armor would be strikingly similar to Superman's father, Kal-El's own armor with slight changes.

Last edited by Superlord, Dec/16/2012, 11:37 pm


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