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Berny-Mac
Promising
Legendary Hero
Lord Vader
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posted August 16, 2011 07:36 AM |
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SUPERHUMANS (IC)
About about a year after the events that created the second "Super" war within New Constantinople things have been beginning to calm down. However, it is not a peaceful calm. Rex, Xion, and Felix have been slowly gaining power and taking control of New Constantinople, albeit in different ways. Most of the low-grade supers have been flocked to Felix, while Rex has developed extremely advanced warmachines and Xion is working with his small group instead. With the corrupt NC government in shambles and not able to take control of the situation, the most powerful governments of the world have decided to take action by sending in groups of highly trained specialists to analyze and attempt to defuse the situation before it gets out of hand. Having the largest concentration of these superhumans, people from all across the world have joined these teams in order to investigate this phenomenon in New Constantinople. However, the most powerful countries that are interested in this project (United States, European Confederation, Russia, China, and Iran) have begun working on finding ways to turn this to their own advantage through different ways...
It is winter, two weeks before Christmas and a huge cold front had settled over New Constantinople, covering the sprawling city with a large blanket of snow and ice. The James river separating the city from its northern and southern halves has completely frozen over and the Chesapeake bay into which the James used to flow to has also been primarily covered in ice. It is said that a blizzard will be coming in soon, but no one is quite sure of when, only that it will arrive before Christmas day.
"Felix." a young man's voice called out
"Yes, what is it?" replied the voice of an older man from the lounge chair in front of the warm fireplace.
"You have never revealed your plans to me, and yet I still serve you humbly in hopes that you may trust me one day."
"John, you of all people should know that I do not trust easily."
"I have been doing your work for about a year now without complaint. I believe I deserve to know what you plan to do about the groups of researchers and scientists out there poking and prodding our people."
"For now...nothing. They haven't encountered any of our stronger people yet so they pose no threat, but as soon as they give us a good reason, we'll-"
Felix stopped and stood up suddenly.
"What is it?" John said, approaching Felix.
"A normal has made the first move. Minion is beaten...by a normal human." said Felix slowly in disbelief. "I never thought that there could be one skilled enough to do so, but perhaps he is lucky. You must go and investigate. My tether to Minion is weak. You must retrieve him, Inferno."
John grinned as he burst into flames and jumped into the fireplace, turning into smoke as he went, traveling up the chimney into the cold dark air of New Constantinople.
Minion was dragged through the icy alleyway into a street by a man in a large black coat and hat. As soon as he was there, he was gone. The few people in the street saw Minion there lying in the middle of the road unconscious with frozen blood all over him. It was not long before phone calls were made and police, paramedics, and news crews arrived at the scene. Cyrus meanwhile stood on top of a building overlooking the scene of confusion as he fingered a throwing knife with iced blood on the blade...
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted August 16, 2011 10:11 AM |
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((this will be my last post untill I get a decent hookup in Bremen. SLAUGHTER AND KILL! *RAGE*))
The three figures moved through the white blanket of snow. the first one was huge, over two meters tall, clad in armor, and a mocking grin frozen on it's face. the face of a devil. A red, gilded star was seen on the armor's right pauldron. the man carried several heavy weapons on himself. To the media, he was known as The Red Devil, a mass murderer and overall a terrorist. little did they knew though. Vladimir Mikhailovich Alujev was the last of the original Project LEGION, a unit of supersoldiers from the Soviet Union, created during the Cold War. He was a stout mercenary, that only the richest can afford. however in the last three years his mercenary work was short. he now mainly worked to fuel his own cause, leaving the bloody work of a mercenary to his hand picked and trained members of his PMC, the "Iron Bears", founded two years ago.
The other figure appeared to be a young woman. she wore light armor made from very durable material of alien origin. though it appeared thin, the suit was also very warm and comfortable. she wore an optics device on her right eye. a light assault rifle was slung over her shoulder. fresh blood was seen on it's bayonet. a little furry animal was peeking through a hole in the girl's bacpkack. the sable was completely black, save for it's white belly. The woman's hair was that of blueish silver, medium lenght. Lena was short in comparison with her father. She barely reached his shoulder. though appearing slim and weak, she was as deadly as Vlad when it came to combat.
The third figure was a quadrupedal hound, roughly the size of a bull, if not bigger. it was a highly advanced product of Evolon cybernetics. the toughest nut for Mallard yet. equiped with razor sharp claws and a sonic blaster, it was a deadly foe.
During the recent year, both Vlad and Lena occasionally engaged both the machine mob and the national guard that was sent to deal with Mallard's cans. Seth, one of Vlad's friends and the best sniper he ever knew was killed in one of the engagements with the machines. this made vlad rethink the tactics and the wargear. within the recent year, at the depth of lake Baikal the aquatic race of extraterrestrials had worked and developed new armaments and other gear to Vlad's cause. The Evolon, as the race called themselves had allied with Vlad to ensure their survival, which was threatened more than ever, as the Russian goverment decided to further explore the depths of lake Baikal after finding the documentation about the Project Legion. both Vlad an Lena didn't knew about the existance of those files, as they made sure to permanently silence everything and everyone that knew about it. This event caused more problems to Vlad, as he struggled to maintain a bit of order around the metropolis, rampaging through and mercilessly slaughtering low grade supervillains, destroying hordes of machines and the cannon fodder sent to deal with them, and overall vrecking havoc within the new criminal forces and the goverment of the city.
The newly elected mayor was their latest target.
- We must thank Tormi for the hound. this shock weapon lived up to it's expectations and even surpassed them- Vlad said.
- Indeed.- Lena responded- Those guards never saw it coming.- she smiled. the battle hound was controlled by Lena, issuing simple comands to it using her wrist computer. Named simply as "Dog", the machine was in the prototype stage of development. the newest addition to their arsenal. it was given to Vlad to properly field test it, and the near constant war condition in New Constantinople was the perfect field of observation and study.
- I don't think we're done for the night.- Vlad said.
- Who's next on the list?
- We have some more supers who are becoming persistant pests. Tormi located their lair in this block. We take a turn here- He said and pointed to an alley. it had a neon club sign near one of the door.
when approached the door, Vlad knocked. A little hole in the door opened and angry eyes looked upon Vlad.
- Password?- the voice asked.
Lena repared to give a command to Dog.
- Hell has come for you.- Vlad calmly said and stepped aside, as the eyes looking at him suddenly became frightened, seeing Dog getting up on it's back legs and mauling the heavyiron door with relative ease. Both Vlad and Lena took up their assault rifles as they entered and started firing at the panicking crowd.
- HELL HAS COME FOR YOU!!- Vlad shouted as Dog pounced onto the crowd tearing it apart with it's massive claws.
few tried to attack Vlad with their powers. both were elemental manipulators, however the fiery one was a wimp when compared to the rogue hero Inferno. Vlad mauled the kid in the head, killing him instantly. The other one launched sharp icicles at great speeds, however, they were not enough to penetrate Vlad's armor. focused on Vlad, the young super totally forgot about Lena. she sneaked up on him and with few quick moves broke his neck. the "ice man" dropped without a sound. the screams of dieing people at the claws of Dog engulfed the beaten runned down hole that someone would call a club. after finishing off those few left, Lena recalled her "pet". the palce was in total chaos. blood everywhere, with severed bodies lying around. some were still alive. Vlad and Lena walked around, killing those few still alive. after this was done, Vlad placed demolition charges and the trio left the building. when they reached safe distance, Vlad detonated the bombs.
- Let's call it a night.- He said.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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War-overlord
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
Presidente of Isla del Tropico
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posted August 16, 2011 11:22 AM |
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Rex felt a mental pinprick as the cable was disconnected from his spinalcord. The direct link to his network made things so much easier and faster, but the organisation could and would function without his direct guidance for the time being. There were more important things to be done today.
First of which was the rejuvinative bath. What remained of Rex body was lowered by a crane into the hot bubling goop, for with everything in it, one could not call it water anymore. His prosthetic limbs were taken off, the bath had more effect the less machinery he had on him.
These baths had become daily, as the nutrients and the bio-engineerd lifeforms in the water repaired his body slowly. Rex had come to enjoy these baths. Submerged to his neck, he looked like a man in his late fifties taking a mudbath. A man who had replaced the left part of his skull from the cheek up with a computerised counterpart and the left eye with a leering red optic.
After a while and nearly falling asleep, Rex had himself pulled out of the bath. Several Droids entered the room, carrying the prosthetics he asked for. The robotic limbs were to him as natural as organic one and then some.
On robotic legs, Rex clanked away. He would find himself a suitable armor, for today he would make a housecall.
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted August 16, 2011 12:08 PM |
bonus applied by Mytical on 02 Feb 2012. |
Edited by wog_edn at 12:09, 16 Aug 2011.
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4.20 in the morning, soon sunrise. Simba jumped into the bed and laid down next to Kane, purring. Kane smiled and stroked it behind its ear, letting it stay in his bed for a few minutes before he stood up. He put his jeans on and went to brush his teeth, his mind constantly wandering, as it had since the Second "Super" War. He thought momentarily of Melony, wondering what had become of her. Had G9 killed her, as it thought it had killed him? He did not know, but swore he would eventually. He finished brushing his teeth and, as he put away his tooth brush, looked at his hand. It still had the scar from when G9 had pierced it, as did his feet and other hand. He looked as if he had been crucified, which suited him just well. The way the government considered Supers these days it felt as if he had been. Kane growled softly before walking out into his living room, cleaning last nights mess. He had tried making some friends, which hadn't turned out all well. Once they figured out what he was they had fled out the door and he had been left alone, again. His once lively character and social skills had diminished greatly the last year, he had turned slowly into a loner. He never heard of heroes standing up to the gangs and crimes anymore, it seemed as if all of them were gone. As if he were the last one. Then he heard screams and shouting outside his apartment and hurried over to his window to see what was going on, though he really couldn't see at all after G9 had blinded him. He opened his window so it wouldn't block his sight, letting his newly developed power search the street. The images came quickly, people pointing and calling the police and ambulance.
People actually bother to call, how strange. Kane thought, snorting. He scanned the surrounding buildings to see if he found any supers around, and in the middle of the street he found who was hurt. Minion lay drenched in what smelled like lots of blood, not moving. Kane frowned. Whatever could take down Minion would have to be powerful, he had to be careful as it might be government forces taking out Supers. He searched rooftops for snipers but found something else instead; a lone man watching over the scene. Kane focused his power on this figure to see him more clearly, noting the knife in his hand.
Incredible, this man is able to destroy a super without having any powers himself. Kane thought. However, he might be a supersoldier like Vlad.
Kane discarded the scene, not really caring anymore as long as he did not care about Minions death. As far as he knew this stranger could be a vigilante like himself, and Minion wasn't exactly an innocent person.
His alarm beeped at 8.30 and pressed the off button as he filled Simbas bowl with cat food. Simba came running at once when hearing the sound of the food, almost throwing itself at the bowl. Kane smiled as he watched the cat eat, then he put on his black sunglasses and thick leather jacket. He looked at his grocery list and grunted. He hated shopping for food, but it was necessary if he was to keep his low profile. The streets were filled with people by now, everyone hurrying to their jobs and errands without seeming to care for chatting and small talk. It suited him perfectly. There were a five minute walk to the store, a rather short walk. He felt his surroundings and noticed how people seemed to be freezing and pulling their thick coats tighter around themselves.
Is it such a cold morning? Kane thought, frowning. Oh well, poor people.
Kane stopped abruptly, in the alleyway ahead of him a woman was being pushed behind a container by an armed man. Rape? Robbery? Possibly both, Kane didn't care. No matter the crime he would deal with it the way he always did. With his fists clenched and his mouth turned halfway into a snarl he started running toward the alleyway, easily avoiding the slippery surfaces on the ground. He grabbed the mans neck as he was trying to tear the woman's coat open, the man tried stabbing Kane in response but failed. Kane moved slightly and the knife missed, then he stomped down hard at the side of the mans knee, breaking his leg. The criminal screamed and fell down but Kane didn't stop at this, he grabbed the mans neck and twisted roughly, hearing it snap. The man went silent and Kane dropped him into the contained beside him.
"You alright?" Kane asked the woman, his voice hoarse with suppressed anger.
She nodded, her mouth forming words which didn't seem to come. "Who are you?" she asked finally.
Kane looked off. "The last hero." he murmured, then walked out of the alleyway, heading toward the grocery store once again.
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Berny-Mac
Promising
Legendary Hero
Lord Vader
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posted August 17, 2011 02:38 AM |
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The smoke flew into an alleyway near where Minion's body lay. It twisted and formed together until Inferno walked out of it, the wisps of smoke trailing behind him slightly, but soon dissipating due to the cold of winter. He walked out in a T-shirt and jeans, unusual for the winter, but he keeps himself warm easily. He walked out of the alleyway, melting snow in his way as he went discreetly. The cops were at the scene as were the paramedics, but they didn't take away Minion. Five people were observing him carefully. The specialist team.
Inferno then noticed something with his heat vision. A similar signature as someone from a long time ago. Kane? Felix always wanted to get Kane back into the group. This could be an opportunity to hit two birds with one stone.
Inferno ran to Kane, who was walking to a grocery store and said, "Kane? Kane, is that you? Gosh, Kane it has been a while! Where have you been, man?"
Meanwhile at the Minion's body, the specialist team was trying to find the cause of Minion's defeat. Li Guo, an investigator from China studied the scene using his power, something he hadn't revealed to anyone. It simply made his job easier and though people did say he ability was uncanny, his ideas always made sense and always worked. Li observed Minion's body and saw what it was that caused it.
Jacqueline Sansoni, a researcher from France, a state of the European Confederation, stood next to Li and asked him, "Do you have any ideas, Li?"
Li stood up from his squatting position and nodded, then said, "Pre-meditated assault. One man. Surprise attack. Used a blade to cut directly into arteries and veins. The victim's regenerative properties prevented him from bleeding out and dying, but was yet severely weakened. Hardened skin indicates that the blade must have been made of a highly durable and sharp material, probably titanium alloy. Victim did not become unconscious by bleeding. Blade was dipped in a tranquilizing concoction. Would have killed a normal human with a small amount. Large amounts applied directly to bloodstream resulting only in loss of consciousness suggests victim was highly resistant. Eyes were cut out after the victim lost consciousness. Was not an intended homicide though."
"How would you know that?" Jacqueline asked, her lithe figure shivering in her coat.
"No strikes delivered to the carotid or jugular and there would have been plenty opportunity to kill the victim after he blacked out. Trails of blood from alleyway into the street means that the victim was meant to be found and was meant to send a message of some kind." replied Li, now back to normal human speculation and hypothesizing.
The nearby paramedic then said, "Hey, can we take him now?"
Jacqueline shook her head and said, "Non. We will bring him to our research facility. We have our vehicle."
The paramedic nodded and several other men picked up Minion's body and loaded him into a small truck.
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted August 17, 2011 07:28 AM |
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Just as Kane was about to enter the grocery store he heard a familiar voice behind him. Damn. he thought.
"Kane? Kane, is that you? Gosh, Kane it has been a while! Where have you been, man?"
Kane turned and forced a smile. "Who else would it be. I've been busy doing your old job actually, fighting crime. I'm done with all the war-stuff, so please don't try and drag me into anything new."
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Berny-Mac
Promising
Legendary Hero
Lord Vader
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posted August 17, 2011 03:24 PM |
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Inferno's grin fell and his mood darkened, "Don't think I haven't been doing plenty of my work myself. I have just learned to be more discreet about it. Besides, the way things are going between us and the normals, well, things may very well turn south. I'm not trying to recruit you into an army or anything, Kane. I just thought I would say hello and see how things are going with the lone wolf here. I haven't heard from Vlad and the others. How are they?"
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted August 18, 2011 09:58 PM |
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"Don't know." Kane answered. "I haven't talked to them in a year. I figure they will be doing better without me. Have you heard from them or heard any news past months?"
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Berny-Mac
Promising
Legendary Hero
Lord Vader
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posted August 19, 2011 06:55 AM |
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"Well other than the occasional report of something that sounds a lot like Vlad blowing something up, no." replied Inferno. He then thought for a second and then replied, "Actually, I did run into Lisa shortly after you disappeared. Sure, she's not part of the old gang, but last I heard, she was living with Melony."
He then noticed the specialist research van drive off with Minion inside. Inferno slapped a palm against his forehead and said, "Sorry, I can't stay to chat. But I'll drop by at some point later if that's alright with you. See ya!"
With that Inferno burst into flames and then to smoke and ash instantly, whisking over towards the exhaust pipe of the van and lingering with it.
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted August 19, 2011 07:55 AM |
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So Inferno is able to travel as smoke. Kane thought with a grunt. And obviously he is interested in the Minion business. If he had only asked me I could've told him about the man on the roof. The human on the roof.
Kane discarded the thought as he entered the grocery store to buy some food.
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Berny-Mac
Promising
Legendary Hero
Lord Vader
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posted August 23, 2011 06:25 AM |
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As Vlad and Lena walked off from the burning wreckage, a man approached them. He was a young man that seemed to be dressed in rags and was shivering from the cold.
"V-Vlad? You are Vlad, yes?" asked the man, his teeth chattering as he tried to keep himself warm.
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gnomes2169
Honorable
Undefeatable Hero
Duke of the Glade
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posted August 23, 2011 06:42 AM |
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7:30
"Doctor, I'm givin' you a direct order from high command! You are ta inject the girl with both of the developed strains, and you are ta do it in the next five minutes. Do you understand me, soldier?"
"But sir!" Who was that? Oh yes, the doctor that had given her a lolly. She liked him. "She's just a girl, sir! This... None of the others survived!" What was he arguing about? Why would anyone argue with him? He was so nice to everyone... "They were perfect hosts as well, perfect sub-"
"Obviously not, or they would have survived, woul'n't they've?" A door slams open in a near bye hall, and the argument is momentarily cut off. Another door slams open, closer. Melony opens her eyes.
"You can't do this, sir! You can't! It's too danger-" A gunshot. The nice doctor jerks once and falls to the floor, blood trailing from a wound in his head.
"You can't stop me. No one can. You American swines will fall when the Soviet Union has this power." The bad man turns one cruel grin to Melony. "Oh yes, we will not be stopped." He grabs her restrained arm roughly, ignoring Melony's feeble struggling as he injects the two serums into her arm. Something goes wrong, it must be wrong, and every shadow in the room seems to turn into whirling blades of death. The bad man is turned onto a fine red mist, and the nice doctor is untouched... but he still isn't moving. Melony curls up in her shattered restraints, crying. A small voice calls to her, -There, there, it's alright little Melony. You're safe now. the Bad Man can't hurt you. Please, stop crying.- Melony can feel the entity, can feel calm and caring coming from it. - Please don't cry. It makes me sad too.-
-Tch. You were too weak to protect her yourself. I guess that if comforting her is the best you can do...- This entity is full of rage, a hatred at being confined.
-Are you... sure he had to die?-
"Who are you?" Melony asks before the angry one can answer.
-I'm you little shadow friend, Miasma.- The kind one tells her.
-I'm your shadow protector, G9.- The angry one says. -And you don't have to talk out loud, we can hear your thoughts just fine.-
When the doctors come to get her, Melony is smiling, not crying. The dream fades, and Kane has finally been found...
8:30
Melony's alarm went off early again. She stabbed it with a shadow this time, groaning with annoyance and exhaustion. She could buy or find a new clock on her run to town. One that worked this time and didn't go off at eight thirty, no matter what. Picking up the piece of junk, Melony slumped to the kitchen to get some coffee, Lisa would have some ready by now.
-Good morning sunshine!- Miasma buzzed. -Did we sleep well?-
"Shush Miasma," Melony yawned, "I haven't had my coffee yet."
-Oooo, the horror,- Miasma mocked terror. -you know, you never needed coffee before.-
"Shush." It really was too early for this conversation.
-Then again, you never fell asleep at three every day before.- It continued, oblivious to her tired mutterings.
"Ugg, give it a rest, alright? I'm done making the backup power generator and I'm done connecting us to the internet. I'll sleep like a normal person tomorrow."
-Oh, right. The Kane search today. Do you really think that he's still alive?-
"If he can read the paper or search the internet, then he should be able to find us at the meeting place I specified.But if he can't... Well, we at least know that he isn't in Mallard or Xion's territory. We've completely searched through those."
-What if he's dead?-
Melony stopped in her tracks. The thought had been pushed down for long enough, but it would stay down until the entire city had been searched. "We'll see if that comes up." She walked into the kitchen, smiling. "Hello Lisa! Coffee please before I kill the clock more."
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Yeah in the 18th century, two inventions suggested a method of measurement. One won and the other stayed in America.
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Berny-Mac
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Legendary Hero
Lord Vader
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posted August 23, 2011 06:56 AM |
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Lisa sat at the kitchen table. The kitchen was small and quaint, much like the rest of the house. However homely the house may have felt to Melony, it was on a whole different level to Lisa. Ever since she moved in and found pictures of her as a child with her older brother, who turned out to become Ouroboros, she had never quite forgiven herself for the contempt she previously held for him. Especially after she learned the entire story about him, she regretted not having tried to reach out to him and be with him more. However, it was all in the past and over the course of the year had not bothered to think about it much...until now.
Lisa looked up from a letter she held in her hand. They normally have never received letters from anybody. At best they get junk mail to feed the fireplace mostly, but this was different.
"Oh hey, Melony. The coffee pot is over there on the counter. It's still hot." said Lisa as she went back to reading the letter with a slight frown and a look of worry.
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gnomes2169
Honorable
Undefeatable Hero
Duke of the Glade
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posted August 23, 2011 06:59 AM |
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"Thanks." Melony poured herself a cup, sipping slowly as she looked at the Lisa. "Hey Lis, what's wrong? Did something happen?"
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Berny-Mac
Promising
Legendary Hero
Lord Vader
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posted August 23, 2011 07:04 AM |
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Lisa stared at the letter for a couple seconds more, then slowly turned towards Melony with a dumbstruck look and then said, "It's Jonathan. Uh, Inferno. He sent us a letter. I don't even know how he got this address."
Lisa handed the letter to Melony and continued, "Here, its for you as well."
The letter said, "To Melony and Lisa,
How are you two? It's been hell trying to find a way to contact you both. Unfortunately, I've been too busy to really just go over there. Ever since you all left and things started to relatively quiet down, I've had to deal with all sorts of messes here in New Con. You may not have heard, being out there in the countryside, but the big governments of the world are beginning to address our presence. You know, superhumans like us and of course the occasional nut with a lot of money and gadgets. They've been cracking down on us. We aren't exactly considered to be heroes anymore. We don't get as much leeway as we used to, except for those of us who can conceal their powers well, such as Kane. Speaking of which, have you gotten in contact with him? I had a nagging suspicion that he was around and of where he was, but I never had the time to meet up with him. I suppose I should probably tell you what I'm up to. We supers have to join up. Band together. The world is against us now, and all we have left is each other. There is an underground organization in New Con, led by a very powerful man named Felix. It is called the Secret Fire, and I am Felix's right hand man. Of course it is too early to decide, but we must meet and you should consider joining us. I have never felt more at home than with our own kind. We don't want to exterminate the normals, we just want to be left to our own devices without their meddling. Think about it. No more running. No more hiding. Just life with an interesting and familiar twist. You don't have to reply to me. There is no return address anyways. I did not send this through the post mail or anything where it could fall into anyone's hands. Come to New Constantinople as soon as you get this and meet me in City Center, by the Christoper Newport Statue fountain at midnight on the 12th. I hope to see you too there! Oh, and don't forget to give Tiberius a rub for me, will you? Hope you all are doing well!
Sincerely,
Jonathan."
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gnomes2169
Honorable
Undefeatable Hero
Duke of the Glade
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posted August 23, 2011 07:11 AM |
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Melony took the letter slowly, straightening it out and casting a critical eye over Inferno's message. Sighing, she crumpled it up and tossed it to Lisa, who caught it with a little jump. "Poor, foolish man. He doesn't know what kind of monster he has allied himself with... Johnny, I'll meet with you, but I'm not going to join you. I'm done playing the hero fighting for equality, truth and all that... I'm just trying to survive." Sighing again, Melony vigorously scratched Tiberius behind the ears, "A gift from Mr. Inferno. For all his talk of equality, protection and freedom, still just a pawn in the shadow of a terrible man..."
Still scratching the dog, Melony looked up to Lisa, "So what are you going to do? Are you thinking of joining him?"
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Yeah in the 18th century, two inventions suggested a method of measurement. One won and the other stayed in America.
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Promising
Legendary Hero
Lord Vader
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posted August 23, 2011 07:39 AM |
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"And do what?" replied Lisa. "I'm not a super. I don't have any powers or anything. I'm no hero. That was...my brother. Alejandro must have gotten all of the super genes in the family."
Lisa bowed her head down slightly. She always felt guilty whenever she thought about Alejandro.
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gnomes2169
Honorable
Undefeatable Hero
Duke of the Glade
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posted August 23, 2011 08:20 AM |
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Melony put her hand on Lisa's shoulder. "Hey, listen to me. It's alright, you didn't know, and even if you had known, he kidnapped you and killed you adopted father... It's alright to feel guilty, but don't let it eat at you like this." Lisa gave a small sniff and just looked more glum. "Oh, come now... look. Come with me to the meeting with Inferno. He did mention you by name in the letter, and he did include an invitation. Never mind who it's for, just use the excuse to get out of the house and go with me somewhere. Think of it as a girls night out." Melony finished her coffee and picked up her motorcycle helmet. "Heck, I'll find an open icecream place for us in town today, how's that sound?"
Lisa's smile was a bit forced, but it was still a smile. "Sure. That sounds... nice."
"Great! So get yourself ready for tomorrow girl, we're having a party!" Bundling up for deep winter, Melony walked out to her bike, a small motorcycle that could fit two and had a good, silent muffler on it. Melony had fixed it herself, and it only stalled occasionally. Putting on her helmet and mounting, she started the bike up and drove off towards New Constantinople.
Oh, I know it's winter. Did I mention that she's dirt poor?
Meanwhile...
Drake stood from his bow, devotionals finished. The Father had walked from the podium and gestured to Drake and John to come to the confessions chamber. When the door closed firmly behind them, the aged priest turned to the boy and the knight, both soldiers of the chosen. "You two are aware of the forces of darkness and corruption growing in New Constantinople, correct?"
"Yes father." The chosen replied in unison.
"Then you know that it cannot be allowed to fester. We must purge the heretics from all lands so that God's will may be done."
Drake winced and protested, "But, Father, we do not know who the Heretics truly are yet! We must be sure before our crusade, or we risk killing innocents as well as the demons!"
Father Geofried smiled. "My son, you are young and eager to please the lord and protect your fellow man. You forget, those who oppose us are heretics, and the servants of the darkness reveal themselves through their actions and their power." With a fatherly pat, Father Geofried added, "God will illumine our path. Go, you know what you must do. France and Spain still resist the movement, and so does Portugal. Our allies, the European Confederation, will not be complete until they are also put under leash."
With a bow, Seraph and Slayer left the room. G9 grunted as soon as the door closed. It would only have to suffer the dolts for so much longer. Recalling the number it had tracked down, G9 picked up the phone and called Felix, waiting for the super to answer.
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Yeah in the 18th century, two inventions suggested a method of measurement. One won and the other stayed in America.
-Ghost destroying Fred
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Lord Vader
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A young female answered the phone. "Hello, this is the Richardson residence. How may I help you?"
Although the correct number was called, the reply on the phone was a mere cover-up. Only a codeword would release the lock so that the line could connect to Felix. However, very few people know that word, and those that do usually contact him through other means.
Lisa gathered a few clothes and other belongings, placing them into a backpack while also getting her purse. She then put on some winter clothing, filled Tiberius's bowl, and then walked outside. They could always count on Tiberius being able to take care of himself. He was an extremely smart dog. However, they pampered him and took care of him the old fashioned way to distract them from the typically monotonous life they have led for the past year. Lisa took in the wintry air as her nose chilled and turned red. The waterfalls that would be rushing freely in the summer were frozen in place, as if time had stopped them. The koi fish were frozen in their pond as well. With any luck when the cold goes away, they'll thaw out and keep on swimming. Lisa thought a bit about what Melony said about Alejandro. It was true what he did to her was undoubtedly horrible, but he clearly did not have control over himself. At least not until Melony came. Lisa knew that Alejandro had a thing for Melony, but Melony never really spoke of it. Perhaps it was better that way, but Lisa couldn't help but feel curious over the whole story. However, she had concluded a while back that Melony hadn't really felt much for Alejandro, due to her near obsession with Kane, who, from what Lisa heard, was not exactly the most respective or trustworthy person to be around. Lisa's train of thought was then ended as she approached Melony and the motorcycle.
Inferno walked into his apartment. After scouting out the place Minion was taken to, he had sent off as much information as he could to Felix. Inferno couldn't have rescued Minion himself. It would have been too risky and too noticeable. Not to mention that it could possibly ignite a full-scale war between the supers and normals. Jonathan took off his coat and scarf, then walked into the kitchen, where Carrie stood by the stove trying to make some eggs.
Jonathan cooked the eggs with a snap of his fingers and then said nonchalantly, "Honey, I'm home."
Carrie turned off the stove turned around and rolled her eyes. Inferno had found her shortly after the second war lying in the streets again. Although quite similar in some respects, her brief stint in the Sahara, as well as her nearly fatal wound given to her by Ouroboros had humbled and tempered her into an almost sane person, though she was known to have fits of rage and laughter every now and then. Jonathan hated her for killing his former girlfriend and his family back during the first war, but when he came upon her in the streets all he could feel was pity, so he took her in, where she has lived ever since.
"I heard about Minion." said Carrie as she began to eat the eggs straight off the frying pan. "Sucks that you can't do much about it."
"Eh, work is work. What else am I going to do?" replied Jonathan as he poured himself a glass of water. As he drank it, steam came out of his mouth. He put the glass back down and said, "I suppose I could blow up the place, but Felix wants subtlety. Something I don't really exert much with my not so secret fire."
Carrie chuckled and said, "I suppose not. The old man was never one for fun and games. Neither are you. You are too boring!"
"And you are just too exciting." replied Jonathan, giving her a wink. Over the past four or five months, they both had begun to enter into a sexual relationship, mostly to escape the harsh realities and duties of superhuman life and to simply enjoy themselves while they could. Granted, Jonathan was several years younger than Carrie, but at this point, neither of them cared all that much. They mostly just wanted to live a life for themselves, not caring all too much about the normal populace anymore. They figured that the police can handle them, and if not, then its their fault. Supers should mind themselves and stick with each other according to their ideals. However, neither of them believe that the government will ever leave them alone so long as they have powers and are living. That is why Inferno joined the Secret Fire, so that he could ensure their future while Carrie worked as a waitress in a nearby restaurant to upkeep their rent and all other sorts of bills and necessities.
Carrie smiled at Jonathan and continued eating her eggs as he kept drinking water. Jonathan then just stared at the glass and said, "I don't even know why I am drinking anymore. It is obvious that I don't need liquids to sustain me anymore. Hell, not even alcohol gives me a kick anymore. It just burns more quickly."
"At least you barely ever have to go to the bathroom anymore." replied Carrie with a chuckle.
"I wouldn't say that. I still have to eat." said Jonathan, still transfixed by the glass of water. "If anything, drinks still have taste."
"I don't know why you like water so much then."
"Its because you want to keep all the real drinks to yourself and all we have left then is water, which is what I have."
"You are free to drink the liquor."
"Yeah, and risk burning up the place. Remember last time that happened?" asked Jonathan as he stood up and placed the glass in the sink. "It cost us a fortune to get it repaired."
"Then just do it outside." replied Carrie, having finished her eggs.
"I'd may as well just smoke outside then. Whatever, my back hurts." said Jonathan, heading for the bedroom.
Carrie gave an "awww" sound and followed him in. "You want me to rub it?"
"If you want. I don't really give a damn. I just want to rest." said Jonathan as he sat on the bed, his mind racing, trying to think of what to do for the future, as Carrie slowly took his clothes off.
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Skyrim RP? YES!
Here it is!
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gnomes2169
Honorable
Undefeatable Hero
Duke of the Glade
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The drive into the city was cold, as usual for this time of year, almost making Melony wish she had bought an actual car... but then she would have had to take a job and that would have brought attention to them, and she was trying to go unseen and didn't want to get involved with any side of the war so being poor and randomly raiding Kane's money stash was the best she could do. It took a few hours, but eventually the pair arrived in the city, chilled and covered with a thin layer of frost. Melony stopped outside of a mostly-unmolested mall and parked the bike in the garage.
"Alright, scratch the icecream idea. How about finding a store that sells cookies and hot chocolate instead?" Melony asked. Lisa nodded vigorously, rubbing feeling back into her arms, legs and face, and the pair started towards the door. On their way inside, Melony heard a bit of a scuffle. "Go on ahead and get yourself warm Lisa, I'll follow soon. Just have to make sure that I did lock and disengage the bike." She actually hadn't locked it, which was unfortunate, but unless someone just wanted the bike for spare parts, no one would be able to steal it. The non-lethal traps made sure of that.
Lisa gave her a look that said, "I don't really believe you, but I'm not going to argue right now since it's so damn cold," and walked into the mall. Melony watched her go, and walked off to where the sound had come from. Behind a SUV in the parking lot, a man was holding a lady at gunpoint, and the woman was emptying her purse to give him everything she had. Another person walked by, not looking, only glad that it wasn't him today, that he had escaped losing more of what little they had for one day more.
The injustice of it burned at Melony's consciousness. If only I had... What? Stayed with the normals in New Constantinople? Become their champion? Heroes have tried before and died... no, I did nothing wrong. But still, that voice telling her that she could have done more would not go away.
-Are you really going to let this happen?- Miasma asked. To answer, Melony cut apart the gun in the mugger's hand with three shadow blades. -That's my girl.- The mugger looked around for the super who had done that, frantic to find a way out. The wall of people who had been moving had partially stopped and were staring at the scene. It wasn't every day that the common man had a protector in these times. When the man turned his back to her, Melony lifted him by the back of his shirt with a shadowy claw, and the crowd started to applaud, thinking that a vigilante would bring down justice on the corrupt man. Little did they know that Melony actually knew him.
Stepping forward, she considered what she was going to say. "Stop struggling, and don't be afraid. I'm not going to kill you, not today." Some people in the crowd murmured at that, but no one protested. "No, instead, I'm going to ask you, how did you become this? You used to be a Taxi driver, bragged that you knew every local and street by sight. You said that you were the best. How did you turn into a thief?"
"I-I-I... They broke my car, mam. I was the best, and the other guys, they got jealous and blew up my car. The police, they don't care about no property destruction these days, they've got too many murderers and muggers to catch... mam, I'm just tryin to get by here, please, please, don't hurt me. I don wanna die, I don wanna go to jail..." The mugger pleaded.
Melony looked at him as he whimpered. Crime only made more crime these days, there was nothing she could do but slow its spread... Today, that would be enough. Melony dropped the ex-taxi driver to the ground. "I'm sorry for what's happened to you, so I'm going to give you some advice. Run." He looked at her, eyes wide with fear, "Things are going to explode her quite literally very, very soon. You have heard of the Chosen of God? Once France, Spain and Portugal fall, they will be coming to purge the city of evil." Gulp, "I don't think they are as disposed towards mercy as I am. Xion, Felix or Mallard could move at any time. Leave. Get somewhere safe. Get out of this dieing city." Melony walked away to the sound of resounding silence.
-You're going to stay, aren't you?- Miasma asked her.
"Until the end, my little shadow. Until the very end." Melony walked into the mall and sighed at the warmth. "Brr, it was cold out there. decided just to set the traps and run back here. Lisa, let's find something warm to eat."
G9 recalled what it had... extracted from Felix's minion. Two days of torture that only G9 could give had proven... fruitful, to say the least.
"I was wondering if you needed someone to mow the lawn for you this weekend while you were on your honeymoon. I charge ten dollars an hour." The mole had told him that mentioning the Honeymoon would tell any of Felix's contacts that the caller wished to set up a meeting, mowing the lawn would be to set up an exchange, and five to ten dollars meant that Felix needed what the caller had fast to get an edge on his rivals. If any of this information was false, the broken shell left from the man would have a long death...
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Yeah in the 18th century, two inventions suggested a method of measurement. One won and the other stayed in America.
-Ghost destroying Fred
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