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Unknown went to the TCPD who were following. He stood up about 7 feet high "The young woman lost her best friend. We will escort her we assume she's taking the body home. Then see about getting her to report to the local department. As of now she not going to let up the protective falling fire, that's a risk. If you accept and fall back we will watch her to stop anymore destruction. Besides seems you have bigger issues with that Airship attacking. He then moved to all fours and moved up beside Melody like an animal.
High above the captain choked on the grip of Nightmare.. "So...so the mighty Nightmare not a barbarian. I am." Then his fist powers up and delivers a steam powered jackhammer punch into Lord Nightmare's chest. Then hits the intercom "FIRE!"
Just then the massive bulk of Arch smashes into the guns causing the ship to sway so the high powered plasma cannons blasts misses the building a few blast do hit the road causing a melting of the pavement and a car bursting into flames. Other blast missed completely and struck the water. "Guns 3 and 7 are down Captain! The Heroes are taking them out!"
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Personal rules of good roleplay
1.) Nothing goes as planned.
2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
Once again, Sea found herself being swayed off her feet, literally speaking. She could hear the noises up on the deck becoming much louder and the ship tilting at an unnatural angle for a brief moment. Just as she was finishing up her raid on the weapon cargo, she heard the intercom blaring again, this time announcing that their plan was sinking like rocks in a lake. She thought of leaving the dirty jobs to the heroes and continue her raid when she felt a migraine gradually taking hold of her own focus.
A subtle thought slipped into her mind, a thought of assisting the heroes and helping them take down the cannons.
"What the-?!"
The migraine soon left her be, but the thought persisted, no matter how hard she willed it to leave her alone. Another jerk of the ship's movement and she decided not to let this nagging thought bother her any longer. Begrudgingly, she abandoned her plan to raid the rest of the cargo and headed up the deck, using the weapons she had looted to cull the pirates and take down the cannons alongside Arch and Lady Nova, the latter being able to clearly see the black form carrying a trail of death along her way.
[i]What is wrong with me?![/i] she thought as she jammed two electrified rapiers into the cannon's machinery, short-circuiting it and shutting it down. [i]Has that crazy Nova done something to me? What was that 'another personality' she was talking about?! Could it be the source of these noises in my head...? Just thinking about it irritates me! Once this shindig is over, I'm going to get some answers...[/i]
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Tyrian stumbled slightly as the ship took the hit from Arch. Theodore was quicker to regain his footing and lunged again at Tyrian, this time finding a small gap in his armor.
"Die you insolent dog" he yelled! He pulled the sword out and attempted another stab, but Tyrians shield was quick to close the exposure in his defenses.
"Today you will know defeat." Though wounded his moves were as steadfast and sure as if he was fresh into combat. He slammed forward again into Theodore knocking him off balance. Not a moments hesitation between attacks, Tyrians sword came across the right side of Theodore, then to the left. Each attack knocking him further back, and with a powerful upward swing taking him off his feet and bouncing off the ceiling. "YOU WILL NOT HARM ANOTHER SOUL IN THIS CITY!" Tyrian stretched his hands and started drawing all the light of the room into his chest. The technicians began to panic and scramble for the door, but it was to late.
A tremendous explosion of light and energy blasted from his chest. Chairs, bodies, monitors, gears, and cables all became shrapnel flying through the air in all directions. The force of the explosion not only obliterated most of the room, but blew a hole in the ceiling and floor sending parts and bodies flying up on the upper deck.
Tyrian fell through the floor and managed to stumble into a landing. Blood was slowly dripping from his side as he rose to his feet and started moving towards the rear of the ship, hoping to find the engines.
(Being sick SUCKS! Feel free to play with what I'm about to do. It might be seriously entertaining.)
Magda huddled in her Tree, nightmares pouring over her unprotected mind. Up on the airship, in her dreams, weapons poofed into flowers rendering them useless, and their wielders utterly confused. Those up on the airship would likely see this happening in spurts... little drifts of magical energy trailing behind like glitter. Not all, or even a lot, but some would go through this transformation. The pirates might even gain a garland of bauhinia, hyacinth, and narcissus. Those so garlanded would first smile, as if they were seeing the thing that gave them the most joy... and then fall into a deep sleep.
The fey herself resembled a mound of flowers now, more than anything else. Daisies and petunias covering her sleeping body.
[color=blue]You see things; and you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say, "Why not?"
[i]George Bernard Shaw (1856 - 1950)[/i][/color]
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*flies around looking for people to heal and Naughty Spawns to spank with the "Long Paw of Justice"*
*attempts to revive the pirates left for dead by Sea*
*breathes a sigh of relief as some of them start to stir, apparently only critically wounded but not fully dead*
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The Firing controls being destroyed by Tyrian caused the remaining cannons to power down. Then an odd thing happened plants started growing about the Airship. The captain was fuming in more then one way he gives Lord Nightmare another power thrust then slams the intercom. "ALL Pirates Abandon ship. Start auto destruct!"
With that order the remaining pirates abandoned their fight and flea flying off in random direction as displays show a steady 5 min countdown.
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Personal rules of good roleplay
1.) Nothing goes as planned.
2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
Nightmare takes about a dozen steps back, both distancing himself from the Captain and keeping balance so as not to fall over. He clenched his fist even tighter, the metal glove denting itself from the pressure. He was definitely angry. Both hands begin to glow with a dark, dark midnight blue aura for a few seconds before they're thrust towards the captain, a mighty beam of bright blue chaos energy blasting into the armor of the Pirate.
"Once you're dead.. your lackies will go next. This is MY city, and I will not have you and your insolent fools destroying it or its people before my reign begins. Every last one of them will be hunted down to death, Captain.. realize this. You've doomed your men and their blood shall stain your hands forever."
[B]Revenge is motivation enough. At least it's honest...[/B]
Roleplayer; Esteemed Villain
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"Get in line Lord Nightmare. I ran up a few death sentences and I don't care about my crew." With that he ran for the open air and leaped out activating the powerful thrusters and follow the fleeing Pirates. Inside the ship the display was running down as plants continue to grow all around and in the doomed Airship.
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Personal rules of good roleplay
1.) Nothing goes as planned.
2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
Cursing, but relieved that the cannons were powered down, Lady Nova would streak towards the deck, just in time to witness the Captain escape. Not at all happy letting the madmen escape, but realizing the importance of the protection of others aboard, she would soar to Lord Nightmare, and ask begrudgingly...
"Do you have any sort of tech method to bypass the self destruct, otherwise, the best i can do is create a shield to contain some, but not all of the explosion...any solutions?!"
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Impact cursed himself for knocking out all the engineers and smashing the engines, but he hadn't expected the captain to activate the self-destruct. He looked around wildly, trying to figure out how to get the airship out of the center of downtown. His eyes fell upon Lady Nova and he thought about her speed and power and only one crazy idea came to mind. He fired off a strand and swung towards where she had just touched down next to Nightmare.
Just after Lady Nova asked her question, Impact came swinging in. As he swung past her, he snaked an arm around her waist and gripped tight, scooping her off her feet and hoping she didn't rip his arm off for it. "C'mon, we've got to get to the bow, quickly!"
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
Arch could tell when a machine was broken. The sounds were off. Arch could not allow the airship to go down in the city.
Climbing through the breach Arch made his own path to the engine room. Ignoring fleeing pirates and fighting heroes he walked on. Flowers sprouting from some of the rusted areas on his left shoulder didn't phase him. He had sat in silence long enough to grow those before.
Arch made his way to the engine room. He ran his hands along the engine, smaller crafting arms extending out of their main chaise. There it was, Arch had found the problem. Most of it was broken but.....
A few moments later the airship rocketed forward. Its course dead set on colliding with the ocean. Arch had rerouted several parts of the engine into himself and was steering it out of the city. When the ship crashed any biological on board was in serious risk of injury if not death, but these were adult biologicals, they could fend for themselves, they were the now, not the future.
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Nightmare felt the ship lurch forward as it sped towards the bay, causing him to jump and fly off, landing a building near the bank where it all started. [i]This was an utter failure..[/i] he thought before he saw Melody carrying the corpse of her friend, a light grin forming [i]Though the day can still be won[/i]. He sent another message to her, the calm voice appearing in her head once more.
"You know, there are people who can help you with your sorrow.. we've dealt with this before, though I must admit.. I can't fathom what you're going through right now. Would you let us help?"
[B]Revenge is motivation enough. At least it's honest...[/B]
Roleplayer; Esteemed Villain
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The plants continue to grow, but now a tiny winged figure stands with arms outstretched above the ship. Thicker vines begin to weave in and out of the broken hull, and up to begin forming a sort of canopy. Energy pulses through the vines, and those sensitive to it would likely notice the shielding effect they were creating. It certainly wouldn't hold the whole explosion.... but they would likely help to dampen some of it.
The heroically-inclined would, unless they removed them, find mistletoe leaves and berries climbing over them to garland their hair. A small measure of the vines' protection would attach itself to them through the mistletoe.
In the park a tree is shimmering, its roots digging deeper into the earth, drawing up energy into the sleeping form within. She looks now like not much more than a shadow, as if her substance is elsewhere... which, of course, it is.
[color=blue]You see things; and you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say, "Why not?"
[i]George Bernard Shaw (1856 - 1950)[/i][/color]
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Tyrian arrived at the engineering compartment and saw Arch manipulating the engine controls and steering the ship. He could tell the ship was going down, and this is his que to leave. He moved as quickly as he could towards a hatch on the side, and stepped out on the catwalk.
With the ship in rapid decent heading for the bay, he had one choice. He spied amerikatt swooping around healing the wounded as she found them. "Americkatt! I'm going to need some help!" And he jumped off the side.
Weakened from his wound his landing was less than graceful. He hit like a sack of potatoes on top of a building, rolled a bit and ended up on his back. "Well that sucked." He laid there in pain.
With the ship now on a crash course towards a nearby body of water, Sea knew she shouldn't and wouldn't linger around any longer. Hoping that the jetpack still worked, she went up to the deck and fled from the diving airship, turning on the airship just in time. However, the sheer drag made by the ship's movement and descent forced her close to the water and the jetpack ran out of fuel at the most unfortunate time, forcing Sea to make a water landing, if she could call it as such. She took off the defunct jetpack and swam to the surface, bracing through the stinging pain of her fresh wounds being dipped into unsanitary waters.
From her spot, she watched as the ship gradually dove closer towards the ocean, the sight of pirates and others fleeing the sinking ship. Sea sighed and shook her head, frustrated at not being able to accomplish either of her goals in the time she deemed efficient. A sting reminded her that she was still wounded and she quickly swam to the shore, not wanting to remain anywhere near the airship once it hit the water. She wondered if any of the heroes on board would make it out alive, but then pushed it away from her mind, telling herself that their well-being was none of her business and that having them dead would make her work in the future a lot easier.
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Impact landed at the bow of the ship, his arm still around Lady Nova. Just as he touched down, he felt the the airship shudder and begin moving, accelerating towards the bay, precisely what he'd been planning on doing.
"Well, looks like someone beat me to the punch. Guess we'd better get out of here then." he said as he looked over at Lady Nova, who seemed to be distracted.
Instead of trying to get her attention, he ran for the side of the vessel and dove off, firing a strand of energy that caught on to the last skyscraper before the bay and he swung in back towards downtown. He'd seen a big man with shield and sword land roughly on one of the buildings after jumping off the airship, so he swung towards that building. He touched down neatly a few feet from the man who was laying on the roof, groaning in pain. He set Lady Nova down and trotted over to the man, kneeling at his side.
"Hey, you okay there, big guy?"
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
Melody thought back at whoever was talking to her. ''I'm young, not stupid. Plenty have lost what I have lost. I just plan to deal with the cause with a more final solution.''
Melody was tired of being followed. She did a slow spin using the body on her shoulders to rotate her. The fire hydrant nearby exploded. The water weaved itself into a wall behind her then froze with needle like spikes expanding. Using the remaining water that didn't go to the wall Mel used it to create an ice slick that gripped her feet like snowboard shoes and slid her across it at an accelerated rate.
Melody soon left downtown. Her anger the only thing keeping her feet moving enough to keep control of the water.
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Not even her reflexes able to react to being pulled from first the deck, to the bow, then onto a nearby roof of a skyscraper, Lady Nova would suddenly kiss Impact once more, an appropriate reward for a save like that, before kneeling towards the injured man, beginning to attempt to mildly heal him....
"Sir, are you alright, what happened?"
She would then turn to Impact, before smiling....
"And as for you Impact, your actions here today alone prove you are more than worthy then joining the Paragons, if you are willing of course..."
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As the airship continued it descent for the bay two large explosions happened one at the front of the ship near one of the destroyed guns and the second on the cargo bay area blasting a hole in the side. Fires started braking out from the flying sparks pressure valves started whistling as steam builds up in the pipes. Time was quickly running out 2 mins and 39 seconds just went past on the displays.
Unknown stopped the woman melody clearly wanted to be alone. There was only one way past the ice wall. Up and over so that what he did he charged for the nearest building and climes up his form shifted again and he leaped into the air seeming more like a giant bat now then the reptilian creature of before. it didn't fly more like glided shifting his wings only to gain higher altitude. These creatures form bonds this what he was learning watching Melody. Thought not the collective bonds of the mass of lifeforms that make him up, but a bond just as well. What was Melody's thoughts now Unknown wondered having lost connection to the set of cells he used to heal her. However Unknown did move shifting his glide to head to the now burning Airship. Why did he chose to stop following her he wasn't sure from within came the feelings that he should give her some respect and let her suffer alone. An idea completely alien to the collective that is Unknown, must have been from the awareness that was John Doe.
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Personal rules of good roleplay
1.) Nothing goes as planned.
2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
Sea finally had a time to catch her breath when she reached the dry shore just as the ship accelerated its descent into the ocean. "Solid land, how I missed thee," she nonchalantly murmured, subtly masking her relief of feeling the hard soil under her boots again. Her mind flew back to Lady Nova and she glanced at the doomed airship, but then she saw a strand of light moving towards a nearby building and assumed that she would be just fine. "Hmph! Why should I even worry about that crazy super?" she asked herself.
Now with the Aether Pirates left in disarray, she considered it to no longer be any of her business. Her mind then redirected itself to another problem down her priority list. "'Another personality'... Crazy and farfetched, but given what I've been through, plausible," she mused and forced her leg to run despite her own fatigue, taking her away from the shore and from the central part of Titan City in general. Looking back at the skyscraper where the strand of light moved towards, she murmured as she left the scene.
"Lady Nova, next time I will not be so kind."
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The ship hit the water. It was torn in half on impact. Arch didn't so much brace for impact as watch passively as he flew through several walls into the ocean. As he sank like a rock to the bottom of the bay he watched parts of the ship sinking around him.
Once Arch reached the floor of the bay he began walking. Once ashore he would be able to go back to those holes in the street and fix them. Titan City would once again be fit for the future to play in its streets again.
His walk was slow and labored. Something had been broken in his left leg. It would repair itself within a few hours. It would be faster but underwater many of his crafting tools could not get access to the oxygen they needed.
Arch no longer paid attention to what was going on with the now mostly sunk airship. He had returned to his docile endless patrol mode until he reached the damaged areas of Downtown.
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Once again forgetting to breath after Lady Nova's kiss, Impact finally sucked in some air and looked over at her where she was also kneeling by the big warrior.
"Huh? Me? A Paragon? B...but, I've only been a hero for a few hours. Well okay, if you count the practice time, then it's been, like, two months... but still, a Paragon?"
As he boggled at the possibilities of her offer, the energy armor surrounding him began to waver and then it dissipated, revealing him to be in his early 20's, with sandy blonde hair, warm grey eyes, and a disarming grin. He wore a half-mask and hardened bodysuit that were the same color as his energy armor, with white trim and accents.
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
Lady Nova would smile at him from her current position, still healing the man, she would turn to Impact and address him further....
"The way you handled yourself here alone proves you have the integrity....and you will only learn as you go.....A hero is not defined by power or experience, but how they use what they have when a time of need arises...."
She would allow her aura to fade, revealing the features of a radiant and beautiful young woman, appearing in her early 20's as well, her glowing eyes only adding towards her beauty...
"I will vouch for you myself, if I need to....I believe in you..."
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"...ey! Are you okay? Get up, please."
It was to this muffled sound, Kael returned to consciousness. Unfortunately, he was greeted by pain and darkness. His entire body felt heavy, as if a great weight was settled all over him. As he began to stir, the rubble covering him shifted. The last thing he remembered before he passd out was being too close to an explosion. Ashling was overjoyed when the rubble shifted around until she could spot a hand underneath the debris. In the debris pile, he kept at trying to allieviate the heaviness on him, with small, measured movements. In surprisingly little time, he was able to free his arms and head from the rubble.
"Why does it feel like a building was dropped on me?" He asked with a tired, pain-filled groan. He glanced at Ashling before looking down at the rest of his, still covered body. "Because a building was dropped on me."
He shot his companion a heated glare after hearing her laughter. Sighing at what little help his companion was being at the moment, he began removing himself from the debris.
Impact had figured that the woman underneath the aura was beautiful, but he was quite taken aback at how beautiful she really was. So thorough was his surprise that it took him about thirty seconds to re-engage his brain towards doing something productive, like talking.
He spluttered several times, making a few nonsense sounds, finally clearing his throat. "Well, that's uh, very flattering. Thank you."
At that moment, his stomach growled, making its presence and displeasure quite abundantly clear. "Well, I don't know about you, but I'm feeling rather famished after using so much energy on my first day out. Would you like to get something to eat at Titan Taco?"
Before Nova could answer, a pink and purple clothed feline, which Impact had seen zooming around on the ship, zipped up and started meowing at him. Though his ears heard meows, his mind heard words and she seemed to be asking him to order food for her at Titan Taco. He suppressed the urge to whistle at the amount of food she wanted, instead nodding amiably and looking over at Lady Nova.
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
About that time at the bank a black Harley Davidson bike with a graveyard artwork pulled up to the police blockade. The owner was dressed in blue jeans, black boots, black leather jacket, white shirt, and sunglasses. For the most part he looked like a normal biker but for one major difference he was dead. More like a Mummy then a zombie the figure got off the bike and passed the barrier. "SIR... Um... Sir behind the blockade."
Rotten Luck took off his glasses and looked at the police man "I got business with the bank president. The sooner I know what I need to know the better. Besides by now I should be known to the TCPD as a registered hero and what you going to do to stop me? Kill me?" He marched his way to the bank even thought a cop did try to tackle him he didn't even brake in stride. The cop let go seeing a wave from the Sargent. "Is it save Andrew? Did they get it?" Rotten spoke up seeing the bank manager.
Andrew Smith the manager on duty at the time looked at Rotten and sighed "Sorry Mr. Bolton they went right for your deposit box. Took what ever they could grab, but it's clear they went for your property." Hearing that a police Sargent spoke up "I need to ask you a few questions Mr. Bolton. What was in that deposit box."
Rotten looked at the Sargent "Trouble."
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Personal rules of good roleplay
1.) Nothing goes as planned.
2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
A panel on Nightmare's left bracer slid open and he fiddled with a few of the buttons, an onscreen video chat starting in his helmet with a lovely redhead in half-frame glasses and a security outfit.
"Mercy, you there?"
"Yes, Mr. Night?"
"Make some calls and get us whatever the hell we need to have exclusive access to the cleanup and salvage in the bay. Get the PR boys to say we're going to use Aether technology to test the effectiveness of our new project. I want whatever the hell they were carrying, understand me?"
"Yes, Mr. Night."
[B]Revenge is motivation enough. At least it's honest...[/B]
Roleplayer; Esteemed Villain
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She would raise a teasing eyebrow at Impact's gibberish and question, and would answer with an equal amount of mischief...
"Impact...are you asking me out on a date...?"
She would smile at him, before ending his possible ramble with a kiss to the cheek
"If you are, of course the answer is yes...."
At the arrival of Amerikatt, Lady Nova was struggling to process the sheer amount of food the feline desired, and would chuckle afterwards, before politely musing to the cat...
"Don't worry, we'll make sure your fed.....I'm assuming a no on a fish taco platter or...?"
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"Thank you Lady Nova." He said as he sat up slowly. "I don't want to interfere with your, um, getting to know each other. I am much better now. I can make my way back to the cathedral near the park. The monks there have been helping quiet a bit getting my memory back. Please let me know if you need help with anything. I am sorry I wasn't there sooner."
He stood up and gathered himself. "I think ill just take the stairs for now. You are good people. I will see you again."
He turned and started down the stairs heading back to the cathedral.
Impact's mind started to go blank again, but he wrenched it back on track before he said or did something embarrassing. He hadn't meant to his invitation to sound like a date, but he wasn't going to argue with the outcome either. Without his armor up, it was possible to see his cheeks shade slightly as they had every other time she'd kissed him that afternoon.
He patted Tyrian on the arm as the big man walked past, seeing as it was a major stretch to reach his shoulder. "Good luck and stay safe out there, hero."
He turned back to Lady Nova and extended the crook of his arm to her. "Shall we?"
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
The Harley soon came to the docks and Rotten got off. Walking slowly he went to the rails and looked out at the water. "Guess it be safe out there till I can get it."
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Personal rules of good roleplay
1.) Nothing goes as planned.
2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
Smiling wide, Lady Nova would happily take Impact's arm, answering him before they take off towards a local Titan Taco with..
"Lead the way...and I hope they have a heroes discount...especially concerning Amerikatt's order..."
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At the mention of fish taco platters, Amerikatt's ears perked up, her eyes widened, and she mewed plaintively, then tapped her left forepaw gently ... six times!
"Mew-mew" Amerikatt trilled!
Amerikatt tilted her head and looked at Lady Nova, chattering to her in what could only be the kitty version of a belly laugh!
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It had taken a few hours but he had finally made it.
Rising from the water like the creature from the black lagoon Arch waded ashore. Several civilians who were watching the remainder of the airship sink ran away in fright.
For a moment Arch had a genuine thought. One of the many small hatches on his torso opened and he checked... still dry. The stickers would live another day. Shutting the hatch Arch corrected his course and began walking towards downtown. He would rebuild the road when he got their as best he could. On the way Arch would stop and grab an old iron boxcar and carry it to the repair location. That way he could cover any gigantic holes with iron plates until the repair crews could make it 100% fixed.
Dripping water (and more than one fish flopping out from between his plates) Arch was a sight to see. The boxcar above his head, seaweed all over, and a few kids who knew of Arch running between his legs after every step like some very dangerous version of 'london bridges'.
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Arriving at Titan Taco, Lady Nova would take a seat in a booth opposite a window displaying the beautiful venues of Downtown. Gesturing for Impact to take a seat next to her, she would smile to him before teasing him once again with...
"Think they'll take us seriously when we make our order, combined with Amerikatt's?"
She would then suddenly cover herself, after several glances from the male patrons of the restaurant beeline to her 'window of opportunity', appearing very self conscious and and embarrassed, as mothers lead their children outside, muttering that this used to be a 'family restaurant'...
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Seeing Nova's embarrassment, Impact hopped up quickly and walked over to a little window near the entrance. He exchanged a few words with the clerk within, withdrawing some bills from his boot and handing them over to the clerk, who promptly rung up and handed to him an official Titan Taco T-shirt. He trotted back over to the table and handed it to Lady Nova with a gallant gesture.
"I hope I got the size right." he said, smiling.
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
Blinking at Impact's sudden actions, she would gingerly slip on the t-shirt over her costume, presumably to the disappointment of the gawking male customers, some even stowing away smartphones, apparently intending to take pictures...
However, it would appear that even with her horribly mismatching colors from the t-shirt and her costume, she would look no less beautiful as she as sweeps back her cascading Carmel hair, as she thanks Impact with yet another kiss, earning a disappointed groan from the same men as earlier, before saying...
"Thank you for that....suppose I shouldn't walk around like a human circus, makeup and all....care to place our order?"
Before he would leave, she would add...
"And if they give you a strange look, just say Amerikatt asked for it, they'll understand..."
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Impact looked over at her again, suddenly seeing this much more vulnerable woman than he had initially thought. He placed a finger under her chin and tipped her head up so that she was looking at him instead of the table.
"And I think that you should walk around however you like." he said just to her, and then raised his voice so that neighboring tables could hear him, "You are a hero of this city. You put your life on the line every day to make sure these people can lead safe, productive lives. You shouldn't be treated as a piece of meat," he shot a glare at the three young men with camera phones, "or as a something indecent or scandalous." He glared at the group of women who were trying to cover their children's eyes and were muttering to each other.
He lowered his voice again, "You're Lady Nova and you do good things. Don't let the reactions of other people who don't know you get you down." He leaned over and kissed her gently on the forehead. "Be right back."
As Impact walked away, a little girl, no more than six, broke away from her mom and approached Lady Nova, clutching a doll who was dressed in a very familiar outfit. "Are you the real Lady Nova? If you are, can you sign my dolly? She looks like you. My daddy made her when you saved his life." she asked in a sweet, innocent voice.
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
Blinking at Impact's speech and actions, she would wipe away a tear she didn't feel falling, before smiling down at the little girl who approached her. Her tone would be warm and genuine, as she happily produces a pen, signing her name before adding...
"Yes I am, and I saved your daddy....I am glad I did, because angels like you need a brave light to guide them..."
She would offer the girl a hug, before leaning in close, whispering while pressing a beautiful gold star pendant into her hand...
"My daddy is a police officer, he's my hero, just like I bet your dad is....he gave me this and said that no matter what, as long as you have this, no matter what stands in your way, you will always shine bright and beautiful to meet the sun again....I want you to have it..."
Offering the girl another hug and forming a glowing circlet on her forehead, she would politely usher her back to her parents...
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Sea once again found herself back in the Downtown, nursing her wounds like an injured stray dog. Having escaped the sinking airship, she was now back on the streets, trying to find a place to rest away from the eyes of TCPD. While she was confident that her murderous investigation of the ship would not attract attention to her end, there was still the problem of getting herself back to where she started.
She wanted to go home, but she wasn't sure where home was. Sea knew she already had a hideout where she could rest and hide, but between having to nurse her injuries and not having a big connection in Titan City to begin with, she was back to living on the bottom of the metaphorical food chain. This didn't bother her at the least, having started at the rock-bottom as she grew up, but she was quite annoyed nonetheless.
Hearing a loud thump, much like a big, strong footsteps, she peered out of an open window and saw a robot, covered in all manners of aquatic junk and a boxcar on its head, walking down the streets with children weaving between its feet. Seeing no other heroes, including Lady Nova, or law enforcement officer on sight, she sighed with relief as the mechanic giant walked past and leaned against the wall. Once silence returned to her surroundings, she curled up against the wall and sighed. "Time for a nap..." she murmured and let her body fall into an uneasy, stinging slumber.
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By this time Unknown had returned to his human form of John Doe sitting in the shade as Arch walked by. "Repairing the damage Stickers? What are we saying of course you are." He looked around his eyes black reveling that nothing really remained of the man that was John before hand.
Rotten looked to the sky seeing some dark clouds on the horizon then headed for the nearest Titan Taco. The counter guy looked at Rotten then to Impact and Lady Nova then back at Rotten. "Yeah I know I'm Ugly. Now I have four number 4 meals. A 20 taco box, mixed. Four Supreme Tacos. Oh what's that a new item... Hmm Three flaming burrito supremos. Oh and one extra large coke." The register guy swallowed "That's to go sir?" Rotten shakes his head "Naw I eat it here."
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1.) Nothing goes as planned.
2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
Impact placed the order at the window, getting a few stares and snickers, but once he dropped Amerikatt's name, the entire staff was like, "Ohhhh."
The cashier rung up the food and smiled at Impact. "The total comes to 128.56."
Impact suppressed a whistle and had started to reach for his credit card when he heard the snap of plastic on the counter. He straightened back up to see that the elderly gentleman behind him had reached out and put his card down. Impact turned to look at him. The gentleman had an affable grin, a white mustache, twinkling eyes hidden behind glasses, and slicked back white hair adorning his partially bald pate.
"You did good work out there today, son. I've got this."
Impact was about to argue, but one look at the man's face and he knew that would get him nowhere. So he simply nodded and shook the man's hand. "Thank you, Mr...?"
"You can call me Stan, son. Now go on, shoo."
Impact nodded, took his ticket and started to walk back to the table. He took a detour and poked his head out the door to holler, "Amerikatt, food's on!"
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Pulling Impact back to their booth, she would offer Stan something of a knowing smile before turning to her lovely date, waving kindly to Rotten before saying....
"Thanks again for what you said earlier, it truly means alot, and I believe that despite being new to being a hero, you have more strength and integrity then almost anyone I've worked with, and your cute to top it off....you could have any heroine in Titan City with your qualities.."
She would then blush, before saying...
"My powers didn't bless me with great speaking skills, as you can see..."
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Impact silenced her self-conscious rambling with a long, slow kiss.
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
Tyrian walked down the street and took in the sights. It was always nice after a battle. During a battle, the sounds are muffled, time slows to almost a stop, your vision focuses on threats and blurs everything else, and your mind races one hundred times faster than normal. All that adrenalin flows your body giving you even more power, but after, you are more tired, can see you can see everything again, and hear everything again. For him, it was the reward of battle, the peace after you defeat evil.
It takes a long time to fully relax after a battle. Tyrian walked and noticed the people going about their business. Some said hello, some said nothing, teens always looked uneasy for some reason, the elderly were always thankful. Yes, it was quite a thing to walk and enjoy the peace after a battle. Still, the hair stands on the back of Tyrians neck. There is something nagging at him, something he is not seeing. Is someone watching him? Why would someone be watching?
He rounded the last corner to the Cathedral just in time to hear the screeching of tires, a thud, and an engine roaring as a car sped away. No one seemed to be hurt, there wasn't any screaming for help. There was a couple people pointed across the park, but that was it. Tyrian didn't think to much of it, but decided to go look. As he got closer, he could see a boy on the sidewalk across the park on his knees. It looked like Peter. The first person he saw when he woke up. He got closer and sure enough it was.
Peter was on his knees bent over something. He could hear him crying as he got closer. Finally he was on top of the boy and could see him holding his dog. He knelt down and put his hand on the boys shoulder. "Peter, are you ok?"
The boy trembled and shiffled and shook his head. "N... n... no." He could barely speak as he cried.
"Where is your mother" Tyrian asked very gently.
Peter didn't answer. He kept petting the dog on his head and ears. Tyrian could see the boy was overcome with sadness at the loss of his friend. He stayed with the boy for a while and didn't say anything.
"Peter, we need to take him home. He needs to be buried. I will help you, but I don't know where you live."
Peter pointed down a nearby street and Tyrian lifted the boy and his dog and set off.
A purple and pink blur flew through the opened door, past Impact, and toward the elderly gentleman at the counter, whom she headbonked gently.
"Amerikatt!" Stan said, a wide smile beaming across his face. "I should've known! Who else gets [i][b][u]extra[/u][/b][/i] Moruga Scorpion Peppers piled on their food?"
Amerikatt chattered gleefully at Stan, rubbed her cheek against his, then sped away to the booth with Lady Nova and Impact.
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Melting into the kiss, effectively keep her quiet, they would hopefully finally break for air, Lady Nova blushing madly, her eyes glowing briefly before she speaks...
"Uhm...that was....wow...Uhm...wow..."
Left speechless, she would blink several times, her aura actually flaring up briefly, reflecting her surprise...
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"Extra Scorpion Peppers. Even I not that hungry. Amerikatt you have my respect." Ignoring the kissing couple as he relaxed or so it seemed thought if someone payed attention he was looking out at the bay where the Airship went under.
Elsewhere Unknown was once more headed along the street for the soup kitchen. In his mind he was running down the events of the day trying to make sense of it all.
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Impact leaned back from the kiss, smiling a bit crookedly. He reached up and gently brushed a loose strand of hair away from Nova's face. "I could say the same thing."
At that moment, Amerikatt arrived, followed quickly by their drinks and the simpler food items, like the Nuclear Chili pot and tacos. Impact had ordered two El Gordo burritos with extra beef, six soft tacos, three empanadas, and a 64 oz High Ridge soda.
He looked at Lady Nova. "Do you mind if I go ahead and start eating?"
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
She would raise an eyebrow at him, a slight blush creeping upon her cheeks, an Empenada already on the way to her mouth, an El Gordo burrito already on her plate...
"Uhm...of course, knock yourself out...."
She would offer him a sly smile, before digging into her meal, delicately of course...
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The rest of the food arrived quickly and the four heroes ate heartily, chatting and laughing between bites.
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
Amerikatt chattered a giggle, then hovered over the jumbo pot of nuclear chili, her muzzle going deeper and deeper into the vat, until only her swishing tail was visible.
With all of the chili gone, Amerikatt emerged, her uniform spotless, her sandpapery tongue licking the last bit of chili from the tip of her nose. Then she started on the El Scorcho burritos, grabbing a Scorpion pepper in her front teeth, flipping it into the air, then letting it drop into her open mouth, a golden light emitting from within.
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Watching with amazement as Amerikatt consumes a scorpion pepper, and her eyes would widen further as a golden light emits from her...
Still left with a sense of detectable awe, she would look towards Impact with a teasing smile, finishing off her plate of empanadas before saying...
"I hope we didn't just wipe out their inventory with all the food we purchased...and I hope your fine with me calling you Impact...and I've meant to ask....how did you receive your frankly awesome powers in the first place, you too Amerikatt..."
She would then look down on herself, and with a bit of hesitation, would remove her Titan Taco tshirt, if men wanted to degrade themselves by staring, or women talk behind her back, that was fine. She was a woman, healthy and beautiful, and aesthetics shouldn't come into conflict with her role as a heroine...Lady Nova...
"Also, turnabout is fair play, feel free to ask me anything you like..."
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Arches head swiveled, just a bit slow for what a normal reaction time would be and nodded at the black eyed organic. With a few clinks of the neck he looked forward again and finally reached the first of the massive craters.
Arch scanned the crater for about ten minutes, taking in every last detail. He then turned to stare at the boxcar for about an equal amount of time. Most of the crowd had gotten bored and left within the first five minutes of the construct going stationary....... but not the kids, they knew the fun part was next!
Archs' left hand retratcted, shifted and emerged looking like a jaws of life on steroids. Several smaller arms had also extended with various torches and riveters. Within minutes the boxcar was laid out in even slabs. The speed Arch could reform metal would put a Motorhead swarm to shame. Within a half hour Arch had a perfectly sized cover dropped onto the hole. The seams still glowing from the torch heat. Arch did a test jump in the middle... not even a shimmer.
When the kids saw Arch do his test jump they all ran to the cover wanting to try and break it with Arch. With a large sweeping motion Arch picked the kids up. Several fit into his main hand, with crafting arms snagging the few stragglers. The hot welds would burn the future, that could not be allowed. Arch put the small organics on his shoulders. He would keep them distracted until the heat cooled and they could investigate the repair work. Crafing arms extended out of Archs back and gripped each of the five kids lightly but firmly.
Gears grinding Arch bent his legs. He released performing a small three story leap. He bound down the road, the children screaming in delight.
Several very panicked tourists immediately called TCPD about the insane robot kidnapping children.
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Wandering into the 'fine dining establishment', while the heroes have their nomz, is a girl who looks rather lost. From the bottoms of her combat-booted feet to the top of her white hair with purple and blue highlights, she screams 'punk'. Spiked hair, facial piercings, tattoos down her arms and back (or what can be seen of it with the tank top in the way), and very baggy cargo pants in a blue, purple and grey camo over a black background. Oddly, clipped to the back of her belt is a tarnished, partially melted police badge with the letters PPD -just- visible under the grime.
She orders a large amount of food with extra peppers, and moves over to a booth. Digging into a large burrito, she begins to go through her capacious pockets, tossing a few things (wrong kind of money, some other small items) into a small plastic bag, and stuffs it back into one of her deep side pockets.
The air around her is oddly chillier than the average room temperature, but gradually returns to normal as she eats.
[color=blue]You see things; and you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say, "Why not?"
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Impact reached down and put his hand at the small of her back, giving her silent acknowledgement and encouragement of her decision to remove the shirt. As she did so, he saw the three gawkers from earlier start to whip out their camera phones.
His other arm came up slightly, his armor materializing along the hand and wrist. Three thin strands shot out and latched onto the camera phones. Before the boys had time to react, he'd yanked the phones out of their hands to land neatly on the table next to him.
Impact looked over at the boys as they started to get up to walk over and start something. "You can have them back at the end of class. Sit. Down."
His armor dissipated and he turned back to the group. "Well, I'm a mutant. I manifested when I got hit by a car. Some dumb teen in a Beemer was texting, jumped the curb, and plowed into me. I felt the hit and then didn't feel anything else. I thought I was dead. Then I opened my eyes. I was pinned between her car and a utility pole, and the front end of her car was totaled. I pushed the car back a few feet and scrambled out."
He laughed. "When her dad got there, he was pissed. Said he was going to sue me. He was some high-powered lawyer. But a quick on his feet detective, Holt was his name, told him I was covered by the Hero Protection Act. That guy turned about five shades of red before grabbing his daughter and dragging her off."
He chuckled some more and went back to his food.
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
The quiet meal at Titan Taco was unfortunately interrupted by the sudden influx of people gathering around the establishment, background chatter coupled with the flashing of cameras as an antique limousine pulled up to the restaurant. The driver got out and went around to the back door to open it, a long leg clad in black dress pants with a style of shoe similar to cowboy boots (black as well with the bottom and heel being a deep blue) emerging at first before the wearer was fully out, wearing a very nice tuxedo-esque jacket complete with golden pocket watch in the breastpocket and cravat around the neck. The man adjusted his glasses and brushed his jet hair out of his eyes, smiling a bit as he began his movement to the door of the Titan Taco, both hands interlocked behind his back and posture perfectly erect.
The paparazzi's cameras never let up while the more civilized onlookers spoke amongst themselves as they recognized who had arrived.
"It's Nicholas Night!" "What's he doing here? This place is beneath him." "Maybe he's going to buy it." "Maybe he's just in the mood for Chimichangas."
[B]Revenge is motivation enough. At least it's honest...[/B]
Roleplayer; Esteemed Villain
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It was a sad day. The loss of life during the bank robbery, the loss of a friend after. Life was precarious that way. Some people think life balances itself out. With each death, there is birth. Its not much consolation for those who have lost, he thought. Death and life a re troubling thoughts for Tyrian, they seem so strait forward, death is bad, life is good, but reality never quiet matched up with that.
"Your a fool" he heard someone say behind him.
Tyrian turned to see a man leaning against a wall. He hadn't noticed him as he pondered. "Sir, were you talking to me?"
"Your a fool. Fight all you want, save everyone you can, but in the end, they're all going to die. You'll lose every one of them"
"Have you been following me?"
"Maybe." He turned and walked away.
Maybe I should go see what the others are up to, he thought. Food does sound good right now.
At both the arrival of Nicholas Night and Impact's story, she would blink, looking surprised...
Unfazed by the crowd of gawkers and paparazzi rushing past her, she would turn to Impact and whisper with a smirk...
"Sounds like you meant dear ol' dad...Detective Leonard Holt...."
She would gesture to herself and smile, introducing her alter ego...
"Meet Sarah Holt, newly appointed assistant DA of Titan City..."
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Amerikatt stuck her head into a secret pocket in the lining of her utility cape and removed a comic book in a plastic bag with her teeth. It was a replica of [i][u]Amerikatt Comics #1[/u][/i], which she set in front of Lady Nova.
Amerikatt chattered to both Lady Nova and Impact.
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Tyrian approached the Taco shop where the others had gathered after the battle. People were everywhere, some where shouting, some taking photos, some waiving papers in the air. He worked his way around the crowd, as he could see now around Nicholas Night, and looked for a way inside. He could see the others sitting at a couple tables distracted by all the commotion of the recent arrival.
To his relief, there was a sign telling everyone, larger doors are on the side of the building, so he moved away from the crowd and into the side entrance. Surprised at the entrance to see someone asking to store his equipment in a locker, he put up his sword shield and helmet, then moved to where the others were sitting and pulled over a large chair and table so he could sit near the rest of the group.
"Can I take your order?" A cheery young hostess asked.
"Sure, ill have ten of those." He pointed at Lady Nova's empanada.
"Anything else?"
"What kind of drinks do you have? Well, actually ill just have water."
"Coming right up!" She was off like a bolt.
Sometimes its odd being the big guy in the room Tyrian thought. "So guys, what's this all about?"
Nick pushed open both doors to the restaurant before returning to his gait, people moving out of the way to allow him to approach the counter. He removed his glasses and a light cloth, giving them a light clean before replacing them and looking up. His eyes met the cashier's and she seemed a bit off put by his heterochromaticism, either because of the rarity of such a condition or the fact one iris was completely red.
"Excuse me, but I believe a few heroes came in here. Where are they?"
The cashier pointed to the booths where the supers sat and Nick gave a light twirl as he turned before starting a stride over to them. He spied Nova's "window" and gave a light smirk to himself before returning to a more neutral expression.
"Hello there. You wouldn't happen to be the ones who stopped the Aether Pirates, would you?"
[B]Revenge is motivation enough. At least it's honest...[/B]
Roleplayer; Esteemed Villain
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Laughing at Amerikatt's sudden summoning of the Comic Book, but sobering up as she would continue speaking, Sarah would move to comfort the imp of imperium, with a light hug...
Turning to Impact, she would offer him a quick kiss before musing...
"I'm glad your powers activated when they did, wouldn't have met you if you died.."
Smiling at Tyrian's arrival, she would muse, not missing a beat...
"We were just discussing our origins...how we gained our powers...I guess it's my turn..."
She would sigh, and wring her hands together as she begins...
((Decided to change Nova's origin on a whim...hope it sounds decent!))
"I was a criminal lawyer representing the victim's of an IFRIT attack on a Red Cross shelter in Surgeuy, and to make sure their was no domestic interference or disruption, we had the victims moved to Titan City to testify. Shortly after the initial hearing, a squad of their mercenaries attempted to attack the convoy protecting us, and by extension, kill me. I was attempted to escort an already injured and dying man out of our SUV when a soldier launched a missile into it, pinning us under the flaming wreckage, leaving us for dead. We were both dying, and IFRIT was already attacking the emergency responders, we wouldn't survive our injuries."
She would shake her head, smiling a bit before continuing...
"That's when the man I was trapped with, suddenly began to glow and pulse with power, as he lifted the wreckage off of us. He then healed my injuries, and stated that he had been blessed by a cosmic entity with his powers, where he had lived a long life, serving and protecting the people of Surgeuy. After IFRIT invaded, he said he realized that not every problem could be resolved by superpowers alone, and decided to testify against his conquerers. He knew that he was dying and that there would be no way he could survive, but I could. With h-his dying breath, he made me promise to always protect others, no matter what...then he bestowed his abilities to me..."
She would wipe away a few tears before continuing...
"I drove off the IFRIT terrorists with my new abilities, afterwards registering my identity at City Hall, as Lady Nova..."
She would actually smile slightly, looking down...
"When I was younger, I couldn't stop a villain from murdering my mother right before me, or this man who put his life on the line for his country, the cost being his life...but as both Lady Nova and Assistant DA Sarah Holt, I hope to atone for that..."
She would give Impact another kiss before turning to the others, lifting a plate of fresh tortilla chips...
"Chips?"
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Rotten acted like he was sniffing the air. "Hmm something smells... high priced Cologne.." Tuns his head and looks "Oh Didn't notice you there Mr. Night. Ya be wanting those four over there." He points to Lady Nova, Impact and the rest. "Beware of the cat she tougher then she looks. I saw her eat 5 of those ultra hot peppers."
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Not at all unfazed by Mr Night's presence, she would quickly reply...
"Yes we are..forgive my blunt question but why exactly are you interested?.."
While her costume states otherwise, Nova is no dumb blonde, and is furtively analyzing the business mogul...something is off about him...
((And Nova's origin would have been stated before Night's arrival to the group, by the way))
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Impact leaned in when Nova made like she was going to whisper and he raised his eyebrows at her pointing out that the detective that had helped him was her dad. When she gave him her name, he kissed her lightly on the cheek and smiled. "I've always liked the name Sarah. Hi Sarah, I'm Sam Beckett. Yes, like the guy from the old TV show. What can I say, Mom and Dad were big fans."
((Jumping to after her story.))
"Wow, and I thought I had a good origin story."
He turned to Tyrian. "So, what's your name, big guy?"
Before Tyrian had a chance to answer, Nicholas Night approached the table and Sam leaned over to Sarah, whispering. "Whatever you do, don't call this guy Nick at Nite. I've heard that gets him really riled up."
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
*happily accepts Sarah's hug, trills throatily, and then gently headbonks her hugger*
*as if on cue, Amerikatt grabbed another Scorpion Pepper from her large pile, flipped it into the air, giving it enough "english" to give it a septuple somersault, then let it drop into her open mouth, a golden light emanating from within*
*sniffs the air curiously as her olfactory sense analyzes Night's cologne*
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Covertly watching the group that had gained so much attention, punky girl Daira hunkers closer over her large meal, downing the hottest peppers almost as easily as the kitty. Nervousness causes a light rime of frost to begin growing around her. Over her skin, the booth she sits at, even the table. As it begins to encroach on the food, she finally notices and curses.
Taking a deep breath to calm herself, the frost begins to backtrack, as if being re-absorbed by her body. Shaken as she was, unfortunately the air around hr remained chilly with that certain bite of winter, the smell of cold nights, and the rememberance of distant stars like cold diamonds winking in the black sky.
[color=blue]You see things; and you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say, "Why not?"
[i]George Bernard Shaw (1856 - 1950)[/i][/color]
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Shepherd relaxed as he had his usual a burrito with an omelette bacon and guacamole and a hot cup of mocha as he sat by himself enjoying his meal. he no longer had the hood as part of his costume. His guns had changed back to their original form, his sword Nazarene and he fully remembered who he was. He was still getting used to this new world. Still adapting. He watched the gathering of heroes from his distance. Eventhough he had joined the paragons, he liked doing things o his own. He worked best when he was alone. The Ghostwalker avoided getting to close to anyone after losing touch wit all the friends he made in Paragon City and Azuria's death when the world was destroyed.
"In the end there can be only one" The Highlander
Something started nagging at him. Nerves someone was very nervous and he looked around the restaurant and spotted Daira he covered this by savagely eating a burrito figuring folks wouldn't pay to much attention to his face that way.
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Personal rules of good roleplay
1.) Nothing goes as planned.
2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
Nick glances to Impact and gives a smirk, softly saying "I heard that, Curtis." He then smiles to Nova, giving a small bow to her.
"You have every right to be candid, Madame. I did interrupt your meal, uninvited even. And I'm sure my.. fans.. will more than likely be pestering you with rumors and such. But to business. You see, that ship would have more than likely destroyed a good portion of the nearby buildings which happen to house some of my employees, and no good deed should go unrewarded. So, I've come to thank you for your actions and give a small token of my gratitude. Firstly, your feast will be paid for in full. Secondly, I've had the technicians working on a project that I know you and the other heroes here, as well as those not present, will fine to be quite a boon in your war on crime. If you may, I'd like you and the rest of the supers here to join me in the unveiling in a few weeks time."
[B]Revenge is motivation enough. At least it's honest...[/B]
Roleplayer; Esteemed Villain
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Picking up the remainder of her food, Daira scurries out the side door, deftly avoiding collision with other people. Breathing a slight sigh of relief, she makes her way to a relatively nearby bench that sits facing a fountain. Taco in one hand, the other tracing frost-patterns over the surface of the water, she watches the restraunt and the paparazzi surrounding it.
Finished with her last taco, she wipes her hands on her jeans, and pulls the nearly destroyed badge from her belt. Running her thumb over the surface, she broods, eyes far away, clearly not thinking about anything recent or nearby.
[color=blue]You see things; and you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say, "Why not?"
[i]George Bernard Shaw (1856 - 1950)[/i][/color]
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Shepherd noticed the girl that left in a hurry as he ordered another bagel burrito with a hot cup of mocha a few minutes passed as he then receive his second meal. Listening to the heroes talk about their origins was interesting to say the least. It was funny, because out of all his team mates in the Paragons he always found himself in the Presence of Amerikatt and Lady Nova. Amerikatt was a sweet little animal and he always left her a snack before he would leave the base in the early hours of the morning to watch the sun rise. He was rarely around the base due to traversing back and forth from his home reality.
"In the end there can be only one" The Highlander
Arch had finally made it to the second giant crater in the street caused by the airship. He had been carrying the remaining iron plates the same way a pizza delivery boy would an extra large cheese....
Arch sported an extra energy blast hole in a strange helmet shape over his head now... and no kids on his shoulders. An overzealous hero in training decided to 'save the children' by stopping the giant robot. If Arch was capable of feeling bad he probably would have because his encounter went something like this.......................
'I am Mr.Fant-some, equally fantastic and awesome... Today is my first day in Titan City and I am going to outshine Anthem herself! Now it is time to clean up the streets!'
Mr. Fant-some flew down the rather benign downtown street, passing some old lady struggling to cross the street 'Not awesome enough' thought Mr. Fant-some. Flying around the corner he saw something that was fantastic! Five kids were screaming ((in delight)) from the top of a massive metal robot thing. 'Time to let loose Fantastic and Awesome on that thing!' Mr. Fant-some was in fact referring to his biceps. He kissed each one as he increased his flight speed..............................
Arch was bounding down the street. Very careful not to injure the future. The small organics were making a lot of positive noise. "Stickers watch out!" A female organic on his left shoulder yelled and pointed at an adult organic male. His hair was slicked back and Arch could see his reflection in the organics sun glasses. The mans arms were glowing brightly and his face was in a wide grin. Arch was unsure what to do. This organic seemed aggressive, but was smiling. So Arch decided to do nothing and just kept leaping.....................
'It's seen me, it will probably try to use a death ray on me or something. I bet those are the mayors kids or something. Time to light this robot up!' Mr. Fant-some was going to make a name for himself on his very first day in the city of Titans. He brought one fist back letting it superheat and brought it smashing forward into the face of the robot.........................
'Dangerous organic, threatening the future of Titan City, protection mode activate. Threat assessment to small organics, extreme. Use all force needed to protect the future.'
As the super powered mans fist came flying at Arch a helmet grew around Arch's head. It looked more like a blast shield than anything. It took the punch full on sending Arch in a dangerous spin down to the ground. Every gear in Arch screamed as he rotated and crashed to the pavement. The kids were crying now but totally free of any injury. Archs support arms letting the kids go so they could run away. Instead the kids picked up pavement chunks and started throwing them at the grinning super..................
'What the hell... he must be mind controlling them! Some dastardly mad scientist has created a mind control robot! I must destroy it to free the kids!" Mr. Fant-some flew directly at Arch just as one of the kids got in the way...........
Most people would never agree that this relic of the past could move so fast. Arch swatted the hero into the pavement stopping his flight dead stop. Leaping over the child he drove a massive shoulder into the back of the adult organic. All 1200 lbs impacting Mr. Fant-some. Picking the now nearly unconscious hero up he twirled once and threw him..................
'Wha...who.... Where am I? WHy am I flying?' Mr. Fant-some noticed he was looking at the sky. He didn't usually fly on his back. Looking forward the fact that a TCPD van was in the way didnt seem to quite register yet................................
Arch watched as Mr. Fant-some crashed face first into the TCPD van. The kids cheered. The cop who had stopped to get a coffee rushed outside. Seeing Arch in front of the kids, and then the hero looking like a steamroller just went over him caused him to start laughing. This was not the first time some would be picked a fight with Arch. The officer worked one of the neighborhoods Arch patrolled, he knew the deal. Waving at Arch to let him know to go away and the threat was over he went to find out the condition of the would be hero.
Mr. Fant-some spit out one of his pearly white teeth. 'I need to recruit some nearly as awesome sidekicks to help me defeat this metal monster!' Mr. fant-some tried to stand and promptly fell over. He saw 5... no 3... is it just 1? police officer approach him. "Run man! A killer mind control robot is abducting kids!"..................
Sgt. Ted Yance had been on his beat for nearly 17 years. Gangs had come and gone, but one thing was always the same... 'Watch' always patrolled, always helped.. in his own way. "Ha, you just got yours handed to you by 'Watch'... kids call him Stickers, most Titans call him POS.. .Thats pos... not P O S. Don't never call him P O S you hear?" Sgt. Yance helped steady the man into a sitting position. "Don't worry though, you are about the fifth one this year to try and take out Watch. You think just cuz you got capes you don't need to assess the situation. Nothins takin Watch out, nobody smart wants to. Hell construction crews fight over jobs on his routes... he does half the work for them!" Sgt. Yance laughed as he radioed in. "Yeah I got a 3-1a... Yeah some cape tried to take out Watch again... yeah send an ambulance his eyes still arnt focusing."
Arch went back to fixing the road... He made a mental note to fix the TCPD van when he next went by it.
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Rotten got up "Yeah well I wasn't one of the Heroes who brought that thing down. Got a wild goose chase call. Well good luck." With that Rotten headed out of the Turbo Taco and onto his bike. "Never did like folks in fancy duds." He acted like he was going to ride off but instead he gave the bike enough gas to coast to where Daira was.
Right away "First off Yeah I'm ugly and dead. Now that's over with don't yell please it's annoying. Second welcome to Titan City ya new I take it, most folks that been here a wile don't get nervous enough to cause windows to frost over." He takes out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket "Do you mind if I light up?"
Elsewhere
Seeing the fool move to attack Arch Unknown stood up and started to shift form. He wasn't worried for the oversize mechanical wonder it was the kids he was worried about. However by the time he got close it was over Arch once more was on it's way along it's patrol.
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Personal rules of good roleplay
1.) Nothing goes as planned.
2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
Shaking her head, Daira pulls out one of her own. Sparking a light off of an odd ring on her thumb, she nods to Rotten.
"I've seen stranger... just not ... here. And you guessed it... I'm not from here. Wherever here is." She holds the PPD badge up to the light, tilting it this way and that slightly to catch the glint of the sun under the tarnish and grime.
[color=blue]You see things; and you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say, "Why not?"
[i]George Bernard Shaw (1856 - 1950)[/i][/color]
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Shepherd saw Rotten and followed him out. Despite being a zombie, he was one of the many supernatural creatures here, like him. Shepherd thought he was cool the first few times he met him Someone he could actually relate to. when he walked out he saw Rotten with the girl. He noticed her badge and recognized it. He looked at the girl.
"Were you a cop Paragon City?"
"In the end there can be only one" The Highlander
"No... it was a gift from a friend after facing something from my nightmares. The badge of a brave, fallen cop, her partner."
[color=blue]You see things; and you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say, "Why not?"
[i]George Bernard Shaw (1856 - 1950)[/i][/color]
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He lights his cig and looks to Shepard then to Daira "Paragon... Ya from another reality like spook here is? Hmm wonder if I had a good life there. Oh well I'm Ron Bolton aka Rotten Luck. Ya be wanting to head to the Phoenix Plaza and city hall. They can set ya up on beginners program. I be needing to head over there soon kind of lost a very dangerous object. That it's time to visit my Probation officer." Taking a deep drag he released the smoke slowly. "Damn Aether Pirates nearly caused greater harm then they realize."
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Personal rules of good roleplay
1.) Nothing goes as planned.
2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
Shepherd looked at the girl as she stared at the badge. He began to think about what to say next as he looked at her.
"Many refuges lost someone in the catastrophy. Though I wasn't a native of that world, I was one of the many interdimensional travelers that fought for that city. I lost my good friend Azuria there."
He thought back to that fateful day. He carried Azuria through the portal as she was dying then went back out to make sure his friend Honeybadger made it through before he got caught in the explosion that blew him through the portal and destroyed 60 percent of his body.
"In the end there can be only one" The Highlander
"Well, you'll have to talk to that gentleman over there about the meal." he told Nick, pointing out Stan.
"As for the invitation, I guess we'll talk it over?" he said hesitantly, glancing at the others around the table.
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
Daira smiles at the two. "Thank you both. I think I'll head over there now." And, after consideration, gives a hug to both men before tucking the object of the past into her pocket, and striding more confidently up the street.
[color=blue]You see things; and you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say, "Why not?"
[i]George Bernard Shaw (1856 - 1950)[/i][/color]
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((Sorry about the wait, :( ))
Upon Impact's mention of both his name, and Night at Nite, she would snicker a bit before turning to Nick with an unmistakable look of calculation and suspicion...she would take a bit to reply...
"Fame is merely the cost of being a heroine, and I can deal with that, regarding your invitation...I will make an attempt to attend, not to brush you off, Mr Night"
Turning to Sam/Impact, she would smile and say...
"I also hope that if you run into my father again, he won't attempt to castrate you...he is VERY overprotective..."
Her tone would make it unclear if she is truly kidding, or not..
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Tyrian finished off his last empenada with one bite. He listened to Mr. Night's offer and waited for Lady Nova to finish her response.
"Thank you for your invitation and thank for for the meal, sir. I am always willing to help people in need. I just have one question, though. Is this project to fight crime or evil?"
Amerikatt pondered Night's presence at her table, and a tiny, imperceptible shiver ran down her Impervium-tough spine.
[i][b]This Furless One reminds me of that Naughty Spawn and criminal genius, Lance Lindicott[/b][/i], Amerikatt thought. [i][b]Great Mother knows, he sure [u]smells[/u] evil![/b][/i]
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Shepherd gave Daira a smile as he joined her and Rotten. The Holy Warrior felt good that he could make the girl feel better.
"They call me Shepherd, but to those close to me, I'm Gideon"
"In the end there can be only one" The Highlander
"Well my name Ron, but most call me Rotten luck." Once she was out of earshot he looked to Gideon. "She just gave an Undead fellow and a Spooky guy from elsewhere hugs with out a blink. I like her."
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Personal rules of good roleplay
1.) Nothing goes as planned.
2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
Gideon looked At Rotten and then back at the girl.
"We fought side by side a few times and I don't remember introducing myself properly.
The trio headed to their destination.
"yeah she seems like a sweet girl"
"In the end there can be only one" The Highlander
Nick smiles once more to the group, his expression either being devoid of ill will or the most amazing poker face in existence.
"I understand, miss. Do try to make it there on time if you can."
He glances a bit to Tyrian, smiling to him as well.
"Sir, I am no judge nor any supreme being. Therefore, it is not my place to declare who is and is not evil nor to begin any conflict with those accused of being so. That being said, I do recognize the laws of this great city and those that break them. So to answer your question, it is geared to fighting crime. I assure you the motives behind the actions will not come into play with our reveal. And I apologize if this sounds too much like PR speak."
[B]Revenge is motivation enough. At least it's honest...[/B]
Roleplayer; Esteemed Villain
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"Of course sir. I meant no insult. I just want to be certain that my efforts to help people in need are not abused. I will be there. I do have one further request though. I do not want to take center stage on your project, and I will help as I can, so please do not put me as the spokes person for this."
Tyrian stood and held out his hand to Mr. Night. "Shake?"
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