Idea Exchange

[Fifthfiend]

So I thought this was something nice that we could do here.

Pretty much, everyone's got an idea or two, for a character or a story or a comic or whatever, that they think might be really cool if they ever did anything with it, but for whatever reason they're pretty sure they're never gonna do anything with it.

So this is where you can throw that idea out there, in whatever level of detail or generality you find suitable, and see if any of your fellow forumites can find a way they can put it to use. Or hey, maybe someone else'll take your idea, twist it around for you just right, and you'll say hey why didn't I think of it that way, why that's exactly the way that ought to be done.

Or whatever, I mean, we'll see how this goes.

Basically this thread grows out of me driving home in the car today, when for no particular reason, I think to myself, "Hey, what if there was a secret thirteenth month, that, like, only the special people knew was there?"

I share this with you basically because, if you're sitting there feeling silly about giving up your stupid idea, well, you can at least rest assured that the bar is already set pretty low.

[Mac]

Well, I have a character idea I have been thinking about for a while. After reading up on a bunch of Marvel stuff, I was thinking, hey I could probably create my own character. Not some genetic enhanced super soldier or a mutant or anything. I was thinking of someone along the lines of Iron Man. Except of Missiles and guns, he would be in a suit similar to Grey Fox from MGS1. Also his weapons are created using computer codes so he could create a wide array of simple weapon such as Tanto's, quarterstaffs, nunchaku's etc etc. Also said suit would be able to retract from a full body suit to a mere vest for easy storage.

[Melfice]

Y'know, great idea Big Mac, but more info, and shit?

Oh, I'll be updating here later with an Elven character named Tyermaillon. Like Saturday later. 'Cause, y'know, I have a life...
Stay tuned kiddies!

EDIT: No, seriously, it sounds interesting. Just realized I might have sounded... negative?
Oh, and I'd almost think I was starting to channel Fifth, 'cept he's not dead, and still posting that way...
EDIT II: And he posts with way more flair...

[Mac]

Okay here is the full character:

Name: Eli Caine

Hero Name: Cyber Ninja

Powers: A high tech experimental suit. can turn from Vest to full body suit. As vest, can emit a hologram to make it look like shirts. Cling to walls and wall climb. Capable of running at speeds of 25miles and hour and can run up a flat surface for a few seconds. Lifting upwards of 4 tons

Weapon: Weapons Cylinder that take on the forms of several different melee weapons that are downloaded in the suits mainframe, Hook shot allow wall climbing(different from Spider man as he needs to use the hook shot)

Origin Whilst visiting his father at work, there was an attack on the building. being forced to hide. While hiding in the lab, Eli comes across the V1 Suit. Thinking it was just a vest he tried it on. Upon doing so, the suit immediatly started up and went into battle mode.

more when I think of it

[Fifthfiend]

Y'know, great idea Big Mac, but more info, and shit?

It's not strictly necessary.

As I said, these can be as specific or general as anybody likes.

[Muffin Mage]

You know how in really serious movies, right before a huge battle or something where the good guys are attacking the evil guys and all that generic nonsense, the hero turns around and says something like "For [insert name of friend who was brutally killed here]!"

I want to find an excuse to write something where, in such circumstances, the hero in question yells "For Shits and Giggles!"

[Mac]

I could see Ash yelling that. If not him then it would be funny. Something unexpected makes things all the more interesting.

[Grandmaster_Skweeb]

Weapon: Weapons Cylinder that take on the forms of several different melee weapons that are downloaded in the suits mainframe,


I'm assuming that these canisters would be either something like FerroFluid or nanotechnology?

This concept interests me.

Some links on ferrofluid and it's, still increasing amout, of applications. Note, all these links are found in the wiki. I'm just linking to the ones I found to be the most interesting.
Ze wiki (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ferrofluid)
ScienceCental (http://www.sciencentral.com/articles/view.php3?article_id=218392121&language=english)
The video of FerroFluid in action. (http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=7932498063864415301)

Keep up this idea Big Mac, I'm really diggin it.

[Fifthfiend]

Oh!

And, I totally stole this from a co-worker, but -

A cinematic production based around Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody.

Incorporating the rest of Queen's body of work, over the course of the story's telling.

You can't tell me that wouldn't be awesome.

[Frylord]

Hmmm.... Well, I have about a hundred characters but I'll try a funnier one


Name: Varan

Race: Demon

Varan is an extremely drunk all the time demon. Why is he drunk? Because his master died, and he adored his master. Then he was depressed. (no hes not gay.) Varan has a unique fighting style that has to do with him simply beating the crap out of everyone with beer mugs. (Yeah I was bored when I made him.)

EDIT: I wonder if I could add anything else? Hmm...

[Staizer]

So, um, how about an A.I. space craft with shape changing capabilities?

Let me explain a little bit... Was DMing a Future DND session (sort of a RIFTS setting to it actually, only d20 instead of d6), and one of my friends had a ship, he runs into a druid who has the ability to talk with computers... Anyway, she tells the computer of the ship that it can be intelligent, and suddenly it is, because it was created by a druid it automatically started out as a druid, and since it was intelligent, it could gain HD... and thus it decided to become a Master of Many Forms... Imagine, sitting inside of a ship and the ship turns into a mouse...

[Mac]

I'm assuming that these canisters would be either something like FerroFluid or nanotechnology?

This concept interests me.

Some links on ferrofluid and it's, still increasing amout, of applications. Note, all these links are found in the wiki. I'm just linking to the ones I found to be the most interesting.
Ze wiki (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ferrofluid)
ScienceCental (http://www.sciencentral.com/articles/view.php3?article_id=218392121&language=english)
The video of FerroFluid in action. (http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=7932498063864415301)

Keep up this idea Big Mac, I'm really diggin it.

That is about right. except the user has more control of what shape it becomes. There would also be holographic lens on it that allow the weapon to also look like the one stored in the memory core. And should the user let go of the weapon, it dissolves and cannot be used unless it is with the suit, which never leaves the user.

thanks for the links btw.

also fifthfiend: That would an awesome movie.

Edit: Staizer, the idea of a metamorphing ship is quite interesting. A ship that can change into something that can fly, swim or go on land and then some is a neat concept. I would be interested to learn more details about it.

[Staizer]

how do you mean details? I haven't really gotten too detailed with him/it, but any artificially intelligent ship that choses to specialize in shape changing has to be pretty peculiar if you ask me.

The hardware he has on him/it really depends on what you want him/it to do. Scout? Faster engines, less guns. Dreadnought? Slower engines, bigger and more guns. You could in fact, build an entire fleet of them, small ones as scouts, big ones as transport... anything. Hot dang that sounds like a scary alien culture to encounter too... intelligent ships trying to take over the universe because they can shape change into anything... creepy.

[Melonwheels]

The holy sword story element needs to be less played, I think. I don't see how any sort of weapon can be considered 'good' if it's purpose is to kill people. And the idea that it's the most powerful and that therefore 'you' become powerful when you obtain it leads to think that the hero is inherently corrupted by power. The better idea would be to have the holy sword be a twig or something, and that its power comes from its user's determination, which has already been done in a few stories in some form. Sacrifice is the real noble act, but as long as it doen't kill.

[Fifthfiend]

The holy sword story element needs to be less played, I think. I don't see how any sort of weapon can be considered 'good' if it's purpose is to kill people.

Because you're killing the bad people.

[B_real_shadows]

Hmmm.... Well, I have about a hundred characters but I'll try a funnier one


Name: Varan

Race: Demon

Varan is an extremely drunk all the time demon. Why is he drunk? Because his master died, and he adored his master. Then he was depressed. (no hes not gay.) Varan has a unique fighting style that has to do with him simply beating the crap out of everyone with beer mugs. (Yeah I was bored when I made him.)

EDIT: I wonder if I could add anything else? Hmm...

You could also make him an expert at the art of the drunken fist. It'd be funny to have a superhero who can protect the innocent from the wrongdoers, fight crime, take kittens out of trees, etc etc. only after a long visit to the bar to get filled up on booze

And what of his arch-nemesis you ask? It'd be a city wide probation (or whatever they call it when they outlaw alki). Just think of the possibilities! and humor! Note the color of Humor ;)

[Red Fighter 1073]

My friend and I were drunk one day and were thinking of ideas of really fucked up evil villains. Then, I thought of expanding that idea into a comic about a group of these villains as they try to stop the heroes from winning but always fail. So, it's kinda like Fantastic Four except with villains and in a more humorous tone. Whether or not I actually go through with the idea is something I'm not sure of. Probably not, but whatever..

First villain: A Chinese dictator opresses people (men mostly) because he thinks his penis is really small.

Second Villain: A Buddhist monk who is part of the Mafia and is their number one assasin.

Third Villain: A Catholic homosexual pedophile priest who is the dark sith lord.

Fourth Villain: An Indian retarted midget who is trying to bring out Satan from the depths of hell.

[Ogianres]

I want to see something with an intelligent villian that undesrtands these (http://www.globalguardians.com/stuff/overlord/eviloverlord.php) principles and actually wins. And after he wins, it turns out that, although appearing to be a brutal dictator, he is actually the best leader the world has ever known. I want the hero to just choke and die for once.

[Barahad]

Some friends of mine were sitting around wondering what story they should use to compose a rock opera/musical when I piped up with: The Inferno.

Also, Fifth, I think I've already got an angle on your whole 13th month thing. If anything comes of it, I'll let you know.

[Funka Genocide]

here's a little story that I don't think I'll do anything with, if someone found a way to illustrate it I think it'd be pretty gangsta.

n'shit.

.......................................

How the winds change, when you loose track of them. In a silent moment a breeze has become a gail, and the chill that seeps through your tattered clothing is the only indicator of this transition.

But you're not one to let on, are you?

hands as ice and a face that feels as dead as those corpses so many miles behind you. The expression hasn't changed in days.

It's all coming down today.

That thing, its tremendous bulk has been visible for hours. As alien as it is magnificent, resplendent with all manner of reflective metals in a dying sun. It has finally stopped, perhaps to rest, perhaps for some inscrutable reason, regardless it is within reach now.

and it will die.

You're thinking back, aren't you? Past the recent tragedies, before the world went mad and you found yourself the avatar of a dead people. To when you found that thing now grasped within your white knuckles.

Such an elegant mechanism of death, such a stark contrast to you who wield it. A haggard man with a face aged before its time. You wonder why it is you've been gifted with such a force, don't you?

No, not now, you're too single minded for that. I'll bet you're simply steadying your aim.

of course I am...

The barrel is still glistening, through countless battles it has yet to be marred. This strange magic that has elevated you to a god in so many simple minds. All those minds now lie in uneasy graves though, and you are once again a man who simply wields the power of a god. You don't know what this thing is before you, this beast which may very well be of a truly divine origin. A manifestation of ultimate retribution unleashed upon the world.

An attack upon it may very well be taken as an affront to the gods themselves. One last step towards damnation for a soul so dented one could barely discern if it's still in one piece.

ah, it seems that expression has changed after all, does it hurt to smile?

still, it is a funny thought isn't it? No time for humor though, the beast is turning.

That first shot always sends a thrill through you, doesn't it? The shock of the recoil, strong yet wholly disproportionate to the damage you know is coming. How the single bullet grows and expands into an almighty flame, how it thrown aside demons and armies. How the fate of nations has been undone by your whim, by that strangely steady hand and twitchy finger.

You're running now, it's instinct seldom used. You remember the last time it took more than one shot to kill anything, don't you? This is the deadliest of games.

The beast strides on its many legs, its visage a horrible expression of nightmares drawn out of porportion. mandibles and so many eyes, and a noise that travels the distance between itself and you. that strange high pitched shriek that was the last sound heard by so many. It is coming for you now, with those razor sharp limbs.

The next shot is loosed on the run, you're breaking a sweat aren't you? it can't be from the exertion yet, you can walk for weeks on end remember?

Quick! behind that ramshackle building, now you're diving as that white light pierces this late day gloom. The earth is torn asunder in its path, you can see its origins within the creatures mouth, you're only wondering if you can shut it.

You're scrambling to the roof now, what was this place anyways? A farm pehaps, a peaceful little village of hearty and simple folks. Do they now rest within that monstrosities belly? You are a coldly righteous bastard aren't you?

That wind is growing stronger now, that cold is all you feel though a short distance away the earth boils. It sees you, it hungers for you. The gargantuan head rises. You can't miss now.

One, two, three, four, your counting the shots you know. What a strange arithmetic don't you think? does it matter?

The beast's head is thrown back by the all consuming flame, three shots strike exactly where you wanted them to before is dashes to one side, travelling such a great distance with a single leap. You can't even imagine how humongous the things truly is. A secondary explosion and a burst of light accompany its clumsy maneuver, the head lolls uselessly from its chitinous socket. The terrible light is silenced.

now it's running, charging for you over the distance even you weren't foolhardy enough to consider safe. It will be mere seconds before it's within reach, grasping and tearing.

The front legs go easier than you suspected. it stumbles madly to the freezing ground. Trees wither and frost over as it passes over them,as if it were somehow absorbing all warmth around it. You feel even colder now, your limbs are beginning to stiffen. the blood pumps slower.

but you've always been a fighter, right?

and your finger still works.

The shots explode, a violent expression of your animal will to live, of your dire thirst for some sort of closure, vengeance perhaps. You've lost count as your vision blurs and goes dark.

You can hear the beast scrambling towards you on its remaining legs, and your body goes numb.

Open your eyes.

open your eyes...

there it is, that open maw still hanging from its joint, the thing is so large, its body blocks out the setting sun. You can hear innumerable clanking noises within it's titanic form, this leviathan of implaccable force. That face seems as if its learing at you, laughing in its strange language, prepairing for its ultimate victory.

your sight is going again...

one more shot.

open your eys...

You've got enough left for one more shot, right? It wasn't all for nothing...

There it is, your arm. Keep that in your mind, you are the arm, the gun, the bullet, You are a single shot.

bang

as you're drift away from consciousness you can hear the fading sounds of something far too large to exist toppling over dramatically. The earth is shaking and crumbling, and you feel warmth flooding the stale air.

open your...