Thee_Jester

It's never about world domination, it's about the score...

Mobs squabble between decade old conflicts, rapists and psychopaths run divided and unorganized. Where the hell are the common crooks in this crap town? Enter Bart Pendragon (Jester) and Ian Stitt (Reflection), two criminals who don't have dark and complicated morals to distract them from the ultimate goal, gain and gain.

A man with an infinite bag of tricks and another who can walk in mirrors is an excellent start...But there isn't much gain between a duo. No they need people who are just like anyone else, but have that sinister greed about them, a smart greed that is.

And so the Fiends was born, a gang of a few or more that is dedicated to making as much money as possible or die trying...Hopefully not die though.

Base of operations: The Quiet.

Provided by the mysteriously wealthy Ian Stitt AKA Reflection. Located in the slums of Gothic and nestled within one of it's run down apartment complexes. Apartment 101 is in fact nothing but an elevator that leads to a few dozen feet underground, beholding a totally white complex for the gang to live, hideout and plot their next score.

Easily it's greatest benefit (for Reflection anyways) is that literally every surface with the exception of furniture is coated with reflective material, thus providing him with total coverage and travel abilities. Nothing happens inside this place without Reflection knowing about it.

The structure itself is very durable, built to withstand a bombardment of bomb blasts, lined with led for meta discretion. Needless to say, it doesn't exist outside of The Fiends.

• We would list the rooms provided here but hey...Any room your character needs in a place like this? You're going to write it up anyways :P

Rules and other OOC information.

• This team is (of course) inspired and based off of the Flash's Rogues of DC comics. With that being said, if you want to fill in some of the villains shoes that are within said team? Do be our guest ^_^ (Currently only Mirror Master and Trickster are taken as looks). Other villains of street level calibers are welcome too!
• This team is totally red in the villain area. The Fiends are nothing more than a bunch of thieves and criminals that will kill for their personal gain. Not much place here for a true blue hero or even a flexible mercenary.
• If you want to join up, PM or comment in here (Thee_Jester, _Reflection_)
• No invading of the Quiet without permission.
• Stumbling across the Quiet is very very rare, nigh impossible even.
• Questions and comments are obviously welcome.

Shuffles in, loudly >_>

@_drake:

A reality where they say HA! Before they greet? Whaaaat? Ninja please.

• Bart is part of the Pendragon family, the very same as Gothic city's Commissioner Kurt.
• Has a mechanical right arm from the shoulder down, losing his real one in a skateboarding accident.
• Diagnosed with ADHD, despite this Bart is a very impressive and cunning criminal.
• Has a bag that contains the properties of "Hammer space". Meaning his bag is infinite on the inside.
• A parkour prodigy.

@_rose_: That's my plan!

Gothic City, one of it's dozen banks...

"Oh thank god he doesn't have a poison pellet and a slingshot!...SAID NO ONE EVER! EHEHEHEH!" Jester laughed out loud while holding up a cliche fuse bomb in the bank, standing on the counter. The guards had been poisoned with a paralytic toxin of sorts, leaving this young robber to do as he pleased until the authorities arrived.

"What's the name of the game? Money in the bag! Hooray!" Jester pulled back his slingshot at the tellers, pellet at hand was strong enough to blow a person's head clean off. That moolah flowed into the burlap sacks with panic, making Jester grin even wider at the increasing payday for this one gig.

It was Reflection however that broke the boy's attention by showing his face in a desk lamp's reflection. "Jester! I trust you're almost done here? I'm done with my end of things..." He grinned maniacally, recalling the murder of Detective Zuco. Jester merely chuckled and glared at Reflection. "You killed him didn't you? Damn! That's a cold ass honky...Rollin' in hella deep-" Reflection sighed "Jester..." Jester of course continued. "Headed to the mezzanine, dressed in all pink 'cept for my gator shoes..THOSE ARE GREEN!" Reflection put his fist through the lamp and slammed on the desk to get the obvious ADD victim's attention.

"They are finished putting the money in the bag, flee..." Reflection stepped away from the image, seemingly vanishing. "Darn! As much fun as it's been? Th-th-th-That's all folks!" Jester imitated Porkey Pig and pulled out a handful of bombs from his hammer space bag, throwing them to the ground and creating a massive smoke cloud just as the sirens arrived at the bank.

What police were greeted to was dozens of civilians running out of the bank with smoke clouding their vision. One of the officers managed to grab a blond haired young man in civilian garb. This person was Bart, A.K.A Thee Jester..."What the hell happened in there!?" Asked the officer to a coughing Bart, in which he grabbed the authority and shook him vigorously.

"Some sort of super handsome villain sir! Cunning in his plans and quick to the one liners, looked damn good doing it while robbing us! THE HUMANITY!" Bart hugged the officer, in return shoving him away and moving in to engage a robber that literally passed right by them.

About five hundred thousand dollars in his hammer space satchel...