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Disorder Elite
Played By: Dark Ranger X

Disorder Elite by Dark Ranger X

TEAM: Freelance Villain

SECTOR: Uptown

KIT CLASS: Arcane Lore


Hall Of Fame!

Survival - 8 wins!

Brutal - 3 fatalaties!

Fight Record
League Wins: 8
League Losses: 3
Out Of League Wins: 0
Out of League Losses: 0
Total Wins: 8
Total Losses: 3
Carnefeller - Win 0-0
Shadow Boxer - Win 0-0
Evil Lord Mutant Face - Win 0-0
Beatnik the Duck - Win 0-0
Charlie-5 - Win 0-0
Kagekiri Kenshiro - Win 0-0
Dragoon T - Loss 0-0
Bubbles - Win 0-0
Jim the Vagrant - Loss 0-0
Holli & Sammy - Loss 0-0
Holy Order of Teddis - Win 14-11

Harry, Edward, and Marv were your typical nerds. They had 9 to 5 desk jobs, had no life, and were constanly bullied and teased by anyone taller and more built then them (Which basically meant everyone). However, despite all these happenings, each of these men had something to look forward to at the end of each day. For Harry, it was his wife of 5 years. She had faithfully stuck by him, and done her best to make sure the teasing and bullying hadn't affected him mentally. Edward, well, he has a model girlfriend whom he thought truly loved him (Of course, it had nothing to do with the fact Ed had about 2 million in the bank). Finally, Marv had a Dodge Viper GTS, his pride and joy. Every day, Marv would take care of his automobile, and make it all shiny and glossy (Comes with having a small penis). These 3 men all had these fine things in life, until that one fateful day that an unseen, unheard God decided to play havoc. In the space of an hour, the following happened. Harry came home to find a note left by his wife, saying she was off playing Little Dutch Boy. Edward walked into his bedroom, only to find his girlfriend in bed with Harry's wife. And Marv, well, poor Marv. His car had been totalled by a rabid escaped Moose. All three men were shattered, their lives turned upside down. Next thing they knew, the three men were talking to a visage of something, and were being told they would be granted powers to fight back against society. All three replied with one simple word: "Cool". And so begins the saga of Disorder Elite...

 

Personality: Disorder Elite is made up of 3 men: Harry, Edward, and Marv. All 3 are your typical desk job nerds, except now they have an awesome arsenal, and feel like delclaring revenge on society.

 

Strength:

 

Weak BELOW normal human strength -
can bench press 50 pounds (maybe).
Agility:

 

Standard Normal human agility.
Body:

 

Standard Normal human endurance. Mind:

 

Superior Highly educated and ingenious.
A smart cookie.

Arcane Lore

After the unknown God caused the three tradgedies, it granted the three nerds power to wield an awesome arsenal, and threw in a few little suprises as well.

Ooooh, looky here. Big Gun!

  • Power: Weapons Creation
  • Level:Ultimate
  • Area Effect This attack causes damage in a large area.
  • Seeker This attack hunts and follows its target.
  • Ranged and Melee Attack! Attack is equally effective at range and up close.
  • Armor Piercing This attack ignores normal defenses which are not Reinforced.
When the Unknown God was kind enough to grant three nerds an awesome arsenal, it really didn't hold back. Harry, Marv, and Edward can materalise ANY weapon into their hands, and quite simply, go postal. Quite simply, not a single living man/woman/child/goat/leprachaun is safe from this team of revenge seekers.

Disorder Elite

  • Power: Self Duplication
  • Level:Supreme
  • Melee Attack Attack usable only hand to hand.
Harry, Edward, and Marv are simply three men with a mission: Revenge. They don't care who it's on, what it's on, or how it's done, they simply want it. Because there's three of them, the Unknown God was kind enough to let all three men have access to the same array of weapons at their disposal. To them, it makes them all the more fearsome. To anyone else, it's just another reason to leave town.

Whoa! Look at them move!

Disorder Elite aren't slow. In fact, their small, boney builds always enabled them to be fairly quick on their feet. Because the Unknown God stepped in, they're now even quicker. However, rather than choosing to make themselves more agile, the three nerds decided to channel their newfound speed through their offense. Basically, they're now all fairly adept at the art of quick drawing. Unless the opponent is quicker, they'll find themselves with a gaping hole in their chest before they can even say "Hey, what's that nerd doing?"

Watch the birdy!....BANG!

  • Power: Marksman
  • Level:Standard
  • Melee Attack Attack usable only hand to hand.
Because they're now in control of a fearsome arsenal, the nerds of Disorder Elite needed help to be able to actually aim. Before, they couldn't hit the side of a 747 with a shotgun. Now, due to the intervention of the Unknown God, they can hit a can at a great distance with a pebble, shoot someone in the nose with a BB Gun, or shoot a 2-headed Brahman with a Gauss Rifle while trying to not hit each other (/Fallout 2 reference). Simply put, these guys are now crack shots.

Wait..is that bullet...human?

  • Power: Matter Animation
  • Level:Standard
  • Ranged Attack Attack usable at a distance (only).
  • Weakness: Limited Uses -Multi-Use
Caused by a spill over of power when the Unknown God granted them revenge, this ability simply allows the nerds to change the physical aspect of the ammunition released from their weapons. This could be anything from little bullet sized humans, small cow shaped blasts of plasma, and even German Sausage shaped rockets. Whatever it is, is really up to the nerds.

Battle-Hardened Reflexes

  • Power: Acrobat
  • Level:Superior
  • Melee Attack Attack usable only hand to hand.
During their time in the FPL, the 3 nerds that make up Disorder Elite have gained the skill to dodge the frenzied attack of an opponent. It matters not if this attack is physical or mystical in nature, because the nerds have learnt to adapt to many a situation, and basically get the heck out of the way. Funny thing really, to be on the receiving end of a blast while thinking "How can that nerd twist like that..."