Post by Marvel Sasquatch on Jul 4, 2012 8:11:34 GMT -5
Name(s):
Norman Osborn
The Green Goblin
Nicknames:
Gobby
The Big Man
Mr. Romann
Age:
42
Species:
Human
Gender:
Male
Alignment:
Evil
-Pure Chaotic. He literally does almost everything for the evulz.
Residence:
N/A, Formerly OsCorp HQ
Personal Relationships:
Spider-Man - His only real objective as The Green Goblin. Kill Spidey, kill Spidey, kill Spidey, that's the only "goal" he has at the moment.
Harry Osborn - His only son...who he once broke his leg and attempted to frame him as the Goblin. Currently does not communicate, as he's supposed to be dead.
Doctor Octopus - His former head scientist, as well as...a victim. He was responsible for the "accident" that made him a villain.
Vulture - He stole Toomes's technology and did not so much as apologize when prompted, which was the reason he flipped and became Vulture to begin with.
Molten Man - He both was responsible for the genetic alteration of his body and blackmailed him into fighting Spider-Man in order to regain the stability of his life.
Sandman - He was commissioned by Tombstone to use him as a supervillain agent. Even when it seemed Marko died, Norman was...less than concerned.
Rhino - Like Sandman, a commissioned experiment to create a new supervillain. Otto was responsible for the rhino motif, by the way.
Tombstone - A temporary rival in crime, attempted to kill him several times. Eventually played him for a sucker and took his title. ...Didn't keep it for long, though.
Hammerhead - A Tombstone mook who Gobby corralled into turning against Tombstone and coming to help him in his manic regime.
Occupation:
Former OsCorp Head
Former Big Man of Crime
Abilities:
Strategical Mastermind
Norman isn't as smart as Doc Ock, but he's smart enough to competently use advanced hacking software and create customized bombs and various weaponry. However, that isn't the worst part of the Goblin's brain--it's that he can masterfully plan steps ahead of even the most seasoned crime lords. Not only did he create Doctor Octopus, one of the world's most dangerous men as a diversion from himself, but he managed to pit Silvermane, Tombstone and Doctor Octopus against each other through Hammerhead, taking all of them out in one fell swoop and securing his rise to power as the Big Man, all through the single act of sending a bouquet of flowers with a narcotic drug hidden in them. Even after that, he staged a widespread riot at Ryker's supervillain prison and created Molten Man. And let's not forget the big thing--unlike other villains; he, like Spider-Man, has a secret identity, which enables him to lead an independent life outside of villainy and make plans for his time as the Goblin during.
Super Strength
Thanks to his infusion with Globulent Green, Norman became physically one of the strongest men in New York, period--even moreso than Spider-Man by a small margin. It's hard to judge just how strong he is, but he's been seen tossing full-grown men across bars the size of Hammerhead with the flick of a wrist.
Super Speed
Another little boost from the Globulent Green, Gobby can outrun the finest human athlete, being so fast when he needs to be that he can almost keep up with his glider. If that isn't hustle, I'd love to see what is.
Superhuman Endurance
...He survived taking the simultaneous explosions of over a hundred bombs at point-blank range, and recovered fully enough to forge a new identity as "Mr. Romann" and leave to Florida in a matter of days. Sweet Baby Jesus, his resilience is absolutely absurd.
Goblin Arsenal
The Green Goblin's got something a lot of villains do not have, and that is a ready supply of obscenely dangerous weaponry at his beck and call to use at any time he desires. Such weaponry includes:
--A Finger Beam in each of his index fingers, so potent that they can reduce a pool table ball to ashes in seconds.
--The Goblin Glider, armed with blades in the mouth and wings, and gun barrels within the wings' tips.
--"Gobwebs", a type of synthetic webbing that hardens like rock when bonded around a victim, and quickly.
--Pumpkin Bombs, which aside from packing the punch of a frag grenade, release a deadly, poisonous cloud upon explosion, which has the side effect of making people laugh uncontrollably when they inhale it until time of death.
--Pumpkin Razors, a subspecies of Pumpkin Bomb that have a camera in the top that take an image of the target before splitting into three razor-sharp, spinning saws that fly through the air, chasing who they've "memorized".
Weaknesses:
In some ways, the Green Goblin is VERY much like Spider-Man. For one, his powers are "balanced', he has a pretty equal distribution of speed, strength etc. However, this means he's in a bit of trouble when it comes to specialists of brute force, fliers, energy-hand-whatevers and the like. On top of that, he arms himself with a pretty lethal arsenal, and one that can be turned on him with little difficulty. I mean, blades, bombs and lasers. Honestly, now.
Secondly, more like Spidey, he has a secret identity to protect. The Green Goblin just cannot keep his merry madness to himself, and makes a lot of enemies out of everyone in the process. If anybody found out who he was, not only would Norman be constantly under attack, but his efforts to keep a stable home life and not be on America's Most Wanted list would be for naught.
Personality:
Norman Osborn is a businessman who is purely objective, with absolutely no remorse in his actions, and is bound and determined to never acknowledge any fault on his part in any regard--in fact, he's literally made it his life's motto to never apologize for anything. Now normally, this might seem a bit silly--however, Norman has convincing people that he's a good soul down to an art form. Combining being in the right place at the right time with doing so in front of the right evil, he can paint himself a saint before the general public at the drop of a hat, even fooling Spider-Man.
Then, we reach how he is as the Green Goblin, and everything bad about him just gets worse. Goblin has no ultimate goal to actually speak of. He doesn't just seek to create chaos and manipulate the masses to gain power, he does so solely for the sake of further spreading chaos. And why is this? Simply because he can. Being the Big Man of Crime? He's already loaded and amazingly successful. Ruling NY's criminal activity? He doesn't even care about those mooks. The only time he ever really acknowledged his position as the Big Man was when he was using it to wreak havoc on the city, terrify the masses, or just agonize Spider-Man. The Green Goblin isn't even really concerned with his own well being, but using his life to just spread as much mayhem and pain as he can manage. And he can manage a lot.
When it gets right down to it, one could say the only ultimate objective he's ever striven for is the complete and utter decimation of Spider-Man. And, of all his enemies, after managing to fool literally every major villain in the Big Apple and taking control over its criminal empire as the Big Man of Crime, Gobby may have come the closest.
Likes:
Harry
Profit
Anarchy
Holding authority
Having lots of nameless mooks to sacrifice
Globulin Green (That's some gooood sh*t.)
Dislikes:
Harry
Spider-Man
Apologizing (He...he just won't.)
Appearance:
Bio:
Hello. My name is Norman Osborn, CEO OsCorp Industries. ...Well, I was, a short time ago anyway. I believe you've likely heard of my company, we're...essentially to all biotechnology what Apple is to computer products. As such, we get many...jealous types. Take for example, one Mr. Toomes. He had once presented to me his flying gear blueprints--but they were just so awful, so basic compared to our own in production that I turned him down. A month later, our line was announced, and that fool donned his own flawed technology calling himself "Vulture", and tried to kill me.
Thanks to that incident, we began to gain some...undesirable attentions from a certain Mr. L. Thompson Lincoln, alias "Tombstone". He strong-armed our company into producing biologically mutated criminals from him to terrorize the city with, purchased supervillains, if you will. At the same time, I was trying to prefect my company's greatest brainchild, Globulent Green: a successor to the legendary "Super Soldier" initiative from World War II. Unfortunately, thanks to rumors spreading of our communications with Tombstone, we ran...short on potential human test subjects. Ridiculous, I knew our product was infallible, and so I put myself into an experimentation chamber, and...
And, I...eheh. Ahahahaha...!
I--heehee--came out, better than ever! My strength, my speed, my senses, they all were enhanced tenfold! I...ahahahahaaaaaa! I was no longer a mere, mortal man! I had transcended simple humanity! The sensation was astounding...then it hit me: why on earth was one such as I answering to a fool like Tombstone, the buffoon?! Why, someone obsessed with imitating crime of the 1920s a modern-day fad is just unfit to rule the city! They needed someone better, someone who already ran the situation!
Someone like...meeeeeeee~.
Ah, but there was the problem. Even as a physical god, I had no intention of surrendering my success as Norman Osborn; Tombstone isn't worth that much. Then my mind shifted to...him. That masked man who had appointed himself the city's guardian, who saved my life from the mad Toomes, who had foiled our creations Rhino and Sandman...Spider-Man. He could use his fantastic powers as he pleased, why? Because he made a separate man from a mask. Well, then by all means, I could do the same. But Lincoln didn't deserve to be faced with a noble-looking figure like Spider-Man, no. Better that something simple, whimsical be the hand that ends his regime. Like a fairy, or an elf, or...
...ORRRRR A GOOOOOBLIIIIIIIIIINNNN~...
..."Norman Osborn"? ...Bahaha! Oh, that's rich. Who the hell do you think you're talking to, bug? I am the murderous master of mayhem himself! Don't be shy, kiddies, say my name: The Green Goblin!
My first order of business was to get that man's flattop cronie Hammerhead to see things my way...oh, but the oaf was simply too stubborn to reason with. "Hammerhead". How appropriate, he's as dull as a sack of them. So, I decided not to wait--I'd simply go to Mr. Big Man and put his lights out, myself. That's when Spi-...when HE first got in my way. Even with his reputation, I never thought he could possibly stand against what I had become. Because of this, my plans hit a snag. I needed a scapegoat, something I could use... Then it occurred one day that I discovered my son was overdosing on Globulent Green to get ahead in the world... Keheheheheh! What a useless boy! ...Well, no--thanks to him, when he came knocking 'round Gobby's door, all I had to do was dress the whelp in my garbs and snap his little leg. As far as he knew, the Goblin was gone.
I couldn't just disappear, I needed to keep going...but I needed someone to distract the city from the oddly sudden missing Goblin. Then, I remembered my fat, cowardly scientist, Otto. Those mechanical arms of his which could do most anything, combined with his admittedly brilliant mind...wonderful! So, I decided to lock him in an experimentation chamber and turn it on. Oh-ho-ho, what a display! He was just howling like a baby as his harness was fused to his spine~. At any rate, it worked. He began parading around as Doctor Octopus, or whatever, leaving me to plan the downfall of the supervillain bandwagon in the city as well as that miserable Tombstone.
I'll admit, Otto impressed me...I didn't think my fat little patsy would actually nearly succeed in killing me! Gahahaha! But a pawn always returns to their place in the end, and he was no exception. Maybe Hammerhead wouldn't listen to the Goblin but, eheh, he had no problems exploiting that "gift" in the bouquet from an "anonymous" sender! Ahahahahahaha! It happened all so fast! He swooped in and played his part, wiping out all three of the big criminal names in town, and when Tomby ran back to his chair, guess who was sitting there? ME. THE NEW BIG MAN OF CRIME, THE GREEN GOBLIN!
With that taken care of, there was only one last loose end to tie up. Him. The little brat had shown one thing without a doubt, and that was you simply could not rely on him to be a good boy and die when you kill him! As one last hurrah before sealing my position, I pulled out all the stops to put an end to him once and for all. I mean, between the perfected "Sandman" formula which was used to make that freakshow Molten Man, releasing all the prisoners in Ryker's to ambush the kid, but he just would not...urrrrrrrrrrrrrgh!! Well, at that point, I made an oopsie. I decided to hell with waiting, and to take down him all by myself...with a couple dozen mooks in pumpkinheads, of course.
Well...not a good time. I pushed the little brat too hard, and he really let me have it. Between exposing me as Norman Osborn, in front of my son of all people, wrecking my glider, beating me about the face and throwing me into a stashed mountain of bombs...how I survived, let alone healed so quickly, I'm still unsure. Well, one thing was certain: my time as Norman was at its end. As far as the world was concerned, he was dead. So, do I then give up living a double life, submit myself to only running around laughing like a maniac for the rest of my days?
...Pfft, NAH!
Name's Romann, folks! Well, ee-hee, that's what the new "name tag" says, anywaaaaay~. I have myself a cushy little place in Florida, waiting for the Goblin hype to die down.
Did he really think that was the end?! Did he REALLY think something as minor as a couple dozen explosions could kill me?!
THE GREEN GOBLIN LIVES ON! AND I'M COMING FOR YOU, SPIDER-MAN! GAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAA!!!
Anything else?
Norman Osborn
The Green Goblin
Nicknames:
Gobby
The Big Man
Mr. Romann
Age:
42
Species:
Human
Gender:
Male
Alignment:
Evil
-Pure Chaotic. He literally does almost everything for the evulz.
Residence:
N/A, Formerly OsCorp HQ
Personal Relationships:
Spider-Man - His only real objective as The Green Goblin. Kill Spidey, kill Spidey, kill Spidey, that's the only "goal" he has at the moment.
Harry Osborn - His only son...who he once broke his leg and attempted to frame him as the Goblin. Currently does not communicate, as he's supposed to be dead.
Doctor Octopus - His former head scientist, as well as...a victim. He was responsible for the "accident" that made him a villain.
Vulture - He stole Toomes's technology and did not so much as apologize when prompted, which was the reason he flipped and became Vulture to begin with.
Molten Man - He both was responsible for the genetic alteration of his body and blackmailed him into fighting Spider-Man in order to regain the stability of his life.
Sandman - He was commissioned by Tombstone to use him as a supervillain agent. Even when it seemed Marko died, Norman was...less than concerned.
Rhino - Like Sandman, a commissioned experiment to create a new supervillain. Otto was responsible for the rhino motif, by the way.
Tombstone - A temporary rival in crime, attempted to kill him several times. Eventually played him for a sucker and took his title. ...Didn't keep it for long, though.
Hammerhead - A Tombstone mook who Gobby corralled into turning against Tombstone and coming to help him in his manic regime.
Occupation:
Former OsCorp Head
Former Big Man of Crime
Abilities:
Strategical Mastermind
Norman isn't as smart as Doc Ock, but he's smart enough to competently use advanced hacking software and create customized bombs and various weaponry. However, that isn't the worst part of the Goblin's brain--it's that he can masterfully plan steps ahead of even the most seasoned crime lords. Not only did he create Doctor Octopus, one of the world's most dangerous men as a diversion from himself, but he managed to pit Silvermane, Tombstone and Doctor Octopus against each other through Hammerhead, taking all of them out in one fell swoop and securing his rise to power as the Big Man, all through the single act of sending a bouquet of flowers with a narcotic drug hidden in them. Even after that, he staged a widespread riot at Ryker's supervillain prison and created Molten Man. And let's not forget the big thing--unlike other villains; he, like Spider-Man, has a secret identity, which enables him to lead an independent life outside of villainy and make plans for his time as the Goblin during.
Super Strength
Thanks to his infusion with Globulent Green, Norman became physically one of the strongest men in New York, period--even moreso than Spider-Man by a small margin. It's hard to judge just how strong he is, but he's been seen tossing full-grown men across bars the size of Hammerhead with the flick of a wrist.
Super Speed
Another little boost from the Globulent Green, Gobby can outrun the finest human athlete, being so fast when he needs to be that he can almost keep up with his glider. If that isn't hustle, I'd love to see what is.
Superhuman Endurance
...He survived taking the simultaneous explosions of over a hundred bombs at point-blank range, and recovered fully enough to forge a new identity as "Mr. Romann" and leave to Florida in a matter of days. Sweet Baby Jesus, his resilience is absolutely absurd.
Goblin Arsenal
The Green Goblin's got something a lot of villains do not have, and that is a ready supply of obscenely dangerous weaponry at his beck and call to use at any time he desires. Such weaponry includes:
--A Finger Beam in each of his index fingers, so potent that they can reduce a pool table ball to ashes in seconds.
--The Goblin Glider, armed with blades in the mouth and wings, and gun barrels within the wings' tips.
--"Gobwebs", a type of synthetic webbing that hardens like rock when bonded around a victim, and quickly.
--Pumpkin Bombs, which aside from packing the punch of a frag grenade, release a deadly, poisonous cloud upon explosion, which has the side effect of making people laugh uncontrollably when they inhale it until time of death.
--Pumpkin Razors, a subspecies of Pumpkin Bomb that have a camera in the top that take an image of the target before splitting into three razor-sharp, spinning saws that fly through the air, chasing who they've "memorized".
Weaknesses:
In some ways, the Green Goblin is VERY much like Spider-Man. For one, his powers are "balanced', he has a pretty equal distribution of speed, strength etc. However, this means he's in a bit of trouble when it comes to specialists of brute force, fliers, energy-hand-whatevers and the like. On top of that, he arms himself with a pretty lethal arsenal, and one that can be turned on him with little difficulty. I mean, blades, bombs and lasers. Honestly, now.
Secondly, more like Spidey, he has a secret identity to protect. The Green Goblin just cannot keep his merry madness to himself, and makes a lot of enemies out of everyone in the process. If anybody found out who he was, not only would Norman be constantly under attack, but his efforts to keep a stable home life and not be on America's Most Wanted list would be for naught.
Personality:
Norman Osborn is a businessman who is purely objective, with absolutely no remorse in his actions, and is bound and determined to never acknowledge any fault on his part in any regard--in fact, he's literally made it his life's motto to never apologize for anything. Now normally, this might seem a bit silly--however, Norman has convincing people that he's a good soul down to an art form. Combining being in the right place at the right time with doing so in front of the right evil, he can paint himself a saint before the general public at the drop of a hat, even fooling Spider-Man.
Then, we reach how he is as the Green Goblin, and everything bad about him just gets worse. Goblin has no ultimate goal to actually speak of. He doesn't just seek to create chaos and manipulate the masses to gain power, he does so solely for the sake of further spreading chaos. And why is this? Simply because he can. Being the Big Man of Crime? He's already loaded and amazingly successful. Ruling NY's criminal activity? He doesn't even care about those mooks. The only time he ever really acknowledged his position as the Big Man was when he was using it to wreak havoc on the city, terrify the masses, or just agonize Spider-Man. The Green Goblin isn't even really concerned with his own well being, but using his life to just spread as much mayhem and pain as he can manage. And he can manage a lot.
When it gets right down to it, one could say the only ultimate objective he's ever striven for is the complete and utter decimation of Spider-Man. And, of all his enemies, after managing to fool literally every major villain in the Big Apple and taking control over its criminal empire as the Big Man of Crime, Gobby may have come the closest.
Likes:
Harry
Profit
Anarchy
Holding authority
Having lots of nameless mooks to sacrifice
Globulin Green (That's some gooood sh*t.)
Dislikes:
Harry
Spider-Man
Apologizing (He...he just won't.)
Appearance:
Bio:
Hello. My name is Norman Osborn, CEO OsCorp Industries. ...Well, I was, a short time ago anyway. I believe you've likely heard of my company, we're...essentially to all biotechnology what Apple is to computer products. As such, we get many...jealous types. Take for example, one Mr. Toomes. He had once presented to me his flying gear blueprints--but they were just so awful, so basic compared to our own in production that I turned him down. A month later, our line was announced, and that fool donned his own flawed technology calling himself "Vulture", and tried to kill me.
Thanks to that incident, we began to gain some...undesirable attentions from a certain Mr. L. Thompson Lincoln, alias "Tombstone". He strong-armed our company into producing biologically mutated criminals from him to terrorize the city with, purchased supervillains, if you will. At the same time, I was trying to prefect my company's greatest brainchild, Globulent Green: a successor to the legendary "Super Soldier" initiative from World War II. Unfortunately, thanks to rumors spreading of our communications with Tombstone, we ran...short on potential human test subjects. Ridiculous, I knew our product was infallible, and so I put myself into an experimentation chamber, and...
And, I...eheh. Ahahahaha...!
I--heehee--came out, better than ever! My strength, my speed, my senses, they all were enhanced tenfold! I...ahahahahaaaaaa! I was no longer a mere, mortal man! I had transcended simple humanity! The sensation was astounding...then it hit me: why on earth was one such as I answering to a fool like Tombstone, the buffoon?! Why, someone obsessed with imitating crime of the 1920s a modern-day fad is just unfit to rule the city! They needed someone better, someone who already ran the situation!
Someone like...meeeeeeee~.
Ah, but there was the problem. Even as a physical god, I had no intention of surrendering my success as Norman Osborn; Tombstone isn't worth that much. Then my mind shifted to...him. That masked man who had appointed himself the city's guardian, who saved my life from the mad Toomes, who had foiled our creations Rhino and Sandman...Spider-Man. He could use his fantastic powers as he pleased, why? Because he made a separate man from a mask. Well, then by all means, I could do the same. But Lincoln didn't deserve to be faced with a noble-looking figure like Spider-Man, no. Better that something simple, whimsical be the hand that ends his regime. Like a fairy, or an elf, or...
...ORRRRR A GOOOOOBLIIIIIIIIIINNNN~...
..."Norman Osborn"? ...Bahaha! Oh, that's rich. Who the hell do you think you're talking to, bug? I am the murderous master of mayhem himself! Don't be shy, kiddies, say my name: The Green Goblin!
My first order of business was to get that man's flattop cronie Hammerhead to see things my way...oh, but the oaf was simply too stubborn to reason with. "Hammerhead". How appropriate, he's as dull as a sack of them. So, I decided not to wait--I'd simply go to Mr. Big Man and put his lights out, myself. That's when Spi-...when HE first got in my way. Even with his reputation, I never thought he could possibly stand against what I had become. Because of this, my plans hit a snag. I needed a scapegoat, something I could use... Then it occurred one day that I discovered my son was overdosing on Globulent Green to get ahead in the world... Keheheheheh! What a useless boy! ...Well, no--thanks to him, when he came knocking 'round Gobby's door, all I had to do was dress the whelp in my garbs and snap his little leg. As far as he knew, the Goblin was gone.
I couldn't just disappear, I needed to keep going...but I needed someone to distract the city from the oddly sudden missing Goblin. Then, I remembered my fat, cowardly scientist, Otto. Those mechanical arms of his which could do most anything, combined with his admittedly brilliant mind...wonderful! So, I decided to lock him in an experimentation chamber and turn it on. Oh-ho-ho, what a display! He was just howling like a baby as his harness was fused to his spine~. At any rate, it worked. He began parading around as Doctor Octopus, or whatever, leaving me to plan the downfall of the supervillain bandwagon in the city as well as that miserable Tombstone.
I'll admit, Otto impressed me...I didn't think my fat little patsy would actually nearly succeed in killing me! Gahahaha! But a pawn always returns to their place in the end, and he was no exception. Maybe Hammerhead wouldn't listen to the Goblin but, eheh, he had no problems exploiting that "gift" in the bouquet from an "anonymous" sender! Ahahahahahaha! It happened all so fast! He swooped in and played his part, wiping out all three of the big criminal names in town, and when Tomby ran back to his chair, guess who was sitting there? ME. THE NEW BIG MAN OF CRIME, THE GREEN GOBLIN!
With that taken care of, there was only one last loose end to tie up. Him. The little brat had shown one thing without a doubt, and that was you simply could not rely on him to be a good boy and die when you kill him! As one last hurrah before sealing my position, I pulled out all the stops to put an end to him once and for all. I mean, between the perfected "Sandman" formula which was used to make that freakshow Molten Man, releasing all the prisoners in Ryker's to ambush the kid, but he just would not...urrrrrrrrrrrrrgh!! Well, at that point, I made an oopsie. I decided to hell with waiting, and to take down him all by myself...with a couple dozen mooks in pumpkinheads, of course.
Well...not a good time. I pushed the little brat too hard, and he really let me have it. Between exposing me as Norman Osborn, in front of my son of all people, wrecking my glider, beating me about the face and throwing me into a stashed mountain of bombs...how I survived, let alone healed so quickly, I'm still unsure. Well, one thing was certain: my time as Norman was at its end. As far as the world was concerned, he was dead. So, do I then give up living a double life, submit myself to only running around laughing like a maniac for the rest of my days?
...Pfft, NAH!
Name's Romann, folks! Well, ee-hee, that's what the new "name tag" says, anywaaaaay~. I have myself a cushy little place in Florida, waiting for the Goblin hype to die down.
Did he really think that was the end?! Did he REALLY think something as minor as a couple dozen explosions could kill me?!
THE GREEN GOBLIN LIVES ON! AND I'M COMING FOR YOU, SPIDER-MAN! GAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAA!!!
Anything else?
