Elite Comic Universe PBP

What inspired you to make this particular character? I started out with wanting to make a character with teleporting powers, inspired by Nightcrawler (Marvel) and Number Five (Umbrella Academy) mostly because their fight scenes in movies/TV are really cool. I stole the name "Thousand Miles" from th...

Thousand Miles here! Despite becoming famous, I'm always willing to talk with fans and people-who-aren't-fans-yet! Ask me anything!

“….so that’s a wrap on my time at Elite Academy,” Miles said into the camera. “There were a few bumps along the way, and plenty of drama over the Pantheon Network and the mysterious Blue Elite, but overall it was a great experience. By now you all will have seen the Elite Academy show, and I hope yo...

"Heck yeah!" Miles enthused. "I'd love to see a 'Best of Elite Academy House' supercut. Good times!"

"There is no one here that I wouldn't be glad to know was on my team in the days ahead. And, here we are, in fact, all on the same team. The whole earth. This world. This universe. Together. Against the Ultrum invaders." "Bea's right," Miles said, nodding. He turned to look directly into the camera...

"I'm glad to see the rumors of your death were exaggerated," Miles said with a smile. "Attached to the building? Well, not exactly ... but in this building we formed some attachments - to each other!"

"I'm sure there'll be a discussion over whether to bring Pantheon into the fold," Miles said, sounding conciliatory. "But here's probably not the time or the place. There'll be plenty of time for strategy and politics later." "This is the Elite House reunion show! Let's fight about who forgot to tak...

To Thousand Miles, "The magical Thousand Mles, how have you been? You know everyone wants to know everything about you! So dish." "Well, BadWitchPatel, as you probably know, between supporting the UNJE press tour and publicity for Elite Academy, I've been simply swamped," Miles explained with a pra...

"Heya, stranger," Thousand Miles said, lounging in one of the chairs set up for the contestants. "Which one are you? You're Ninja Frankie, right? Or maybe Umbrella Frankie?"

"That sounds like a good idea," Miles agreed. "Our team's message will be stronger if we can frame their stories within our own narrative. When do you want us to start making appearances? Will there be some sort of announcement of our selection?"

"You can count on me," Miles promised again. "Will Bemnet continue providing, uh, content, for our speaking appearances? Or will Tsehay Moqe be taking that over? I gather that it's important for all of us to tell the same story."

"Alright," Miles nodded, accepting Paragon's explanation at face value. "I want to do whatever I can to keep her and the Pantheon Network from ever doing something like this again."

"Do we have any leads on where this blue Elite woman is now?" Miles asked. "Or, um, how to stop her once we find her location? I'm good at what I do, but this person... this monster... seemed incredibly powerful."

"Well, you know her better than I do, of course," Miles temporized. "But Tsehay Moqe has always set a positive example for us every time I've seen her. I'm sure she'd do a great job."

Miles' eyes lit up with enthusiasm. "I'll be the best spokesman ever!" he vowed. "You can count on me, Paragon. I'll do everything I can to support the mission."

"This sounded important," Miles said simply, in reply to Paragon.

"Hey Frankie," Miles said, acknowledging her with a smile. It was still hard for him to tell them apart, but considering the setting, he had a pretty good idea which Frankie this would be.

At the appointed time, Thousand Miles teleported into the nondescript conference room with a *peng* . The press conference had gone a bit pear-shaped as the other Elites gave their side of the story, but Miles had said that he wanted to help, and he meant it. This meeting, Miles suspected, would be ...

The first responders were overwhelmed by the magnitude of the disaster, and so Thousand Miles took a turn providing first aid and basic medical treatment where he could.

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9LA Recovery and Aid, Treatment + Teamwork DC20 | 1d20+9 ⇒ 23 succeeds

Miles scanned the rubble with his Thousand Mile Vision, hoping to find anyone still trapped beneath the collapsed buildings. Tragically, he found many dead bodies, and no survivors.

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9MA Recovery and Aid, Senses + Teamwork DC20 | 1d20+13 ⇒ 19 failed

Working with Bee Haw and the other rescue workers who were locating injured people, Thousand Miles picked up the wounded and teleported them directly to hospital emergency rooms for triage.

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9EA Recovery and Aid, Teleport + Teamwork DC20 | 1d20+13 ⇒ 23 succeeds