CVnU - Los Angeles (Location Thread)

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Wow...
Wow...

She could see through a series of his involintary facial expressions that this was something she probably couldn't help him deal with. When a person believes they have lost their way, or embark on a self journey the only person that can help them--are themselves.

"Well Alexis, I think if you need more time to find yourself, then do it. As much as we both beat around the topic, I think it tis finally time to say the reason you even feel like that is because of me" Glancing around the room, her eyes met with the rescued refugees, though she was sure none of them understood what the two of them were conversing about; it felt rude to speak of personal matters in front of them. Grabbing Alexis' hand Z pushed her lthe frame toward the balcony where they could talk in private.

"It is fine, I know you believe otherwise, but that does not change the fact that I did what I did. But I draw my strength from you, so I guess you can say we are each others idols. Everything you taught me has resound in me this time; because when it comes down to it. I want the same thing you want. To be with my family again."

Running her hands along her engagement band, images burned vividly in her mind about the day he proposed. "I am paitent Alexis, I can and will wait for you. I just remember thinking wow...I am married to the world's most powerful man. A man so iconic, people have started to emulate. Just know I will always be here for you"

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She wasn't wrong. And Alexis wasn't blind. Nor was he in denial. He knew, he'd always known that at the root of his dilemma, of his difficulty in choosing whether or not he wanted to be the Herald of Hope or simply... Alexis, was Ziccarra. And as she took him by the hand and pulled him to toward the balcony, the New God couldn't help but remember the day his fiance had succumbed to the sickness that led to the downfall of her political career, and the end of their time as a happy family. He turned round, taking her other hand as she had his, and he held her gaze, his features softening as the breeze brushed cool against their skin. "I know what the reason was, Z", Alexis began, his words soft.

"I've known since day one. I love you but I'm not blind. So I've always known. And it's fine. It wasn't your fault. I never blamed you. In fact, you helped me reflect. On what I really want. Had I been Thee Champion more.. maybe I could've helped prevent it all. But had I not been Alexis enough, I might have ended up losing you and the kids. So I'm reflecting. Choosing how I want to lead my life into the future. If I want to be happy or a beacon of hope", he paused. "Whatever I decide on", he smiled, "You'll be the first to know. And the one I'll turn to because hey, I'll always wanna do anything with you as my partner. We're a team".

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@thee_champion: She couldn't help but release a faint chuckle, not at his recollection of past events, but at his ability to see the hope with a forecast of despair. "We are a team" She started, clutching on to his hands as tight as her mortal disposition would allow. "You have been through so much in your life, and I realize you are at a crossroad. As I told you, whatever decesion you make; I am prepared to be by your side. To be both The Goddess and Thee Champion"

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The next couple of weeks were hidden in a shroud of uncertainty, Ziccarra's goal was to locate Maya, and in doing so she'd need to enlist the help of her niece and current family Matriarch, Zeon. The cohesion of the woman and The Goddess would be put to the test. Because most of her emotions connected with anger and negativity were suppressed the Malagan Born ballet dancer couldn't help but smile through her coming adversity. "I suppose I will have to hold off on our wedding plans?" She finally admitted with a chesire like grin. Months had passed since their re-engagment, she'd been secretly planning the entire time; something grand not like any of the two experienced the first time. This time however, she wanted her children present...all of them.

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@ziccarra_liafador: (I think we can end it here :))

He smiled. He'd long been struggling with which decision to make. He felt relieved to have Ziccarra's support. Champion or no Champion, even Alexis couldn't manage this inner turmoil on his own. His fingers intertwining with hers, his smile widened and his features brightened. "Thank you, Z. It feels good to be a team again. I promise, by my next visit, I'll have my decision made. And whatever I decide on, you'll be a part of it", he promised. "As for our wedding. I know you want all the kids to be there. And there's one daughter of ours that needs help".

Maya had spiraled down a path months in the making. "And a son of ours that needs help too. You need to talk to Maya. To find her, help her. Save her. And I'll do the same for Leo. We have to bring this family back".

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Satai strolled through South LA, the first portion of the city she had entered and was not overly impressed. Much of the area seemed somewhat run down, not the signs of a vibrant and powerful culture. Still, even someone as cut off from civilization as a Clan Warrior understood that cities have their good parts and their bad, so she shrugged it off as a less well organized and taken care of part of the city. What never occurred to her was the potential for criminal gangs and crime.

Her walk of exploration eventually took her to a pawn shop which she entered after a brief look at the various signs outside. This seems like some sort of trading center. We have some resources that could be used to acquire local items and other supplies the crew may need in the future. The bars on the windows seem a bit unusual.

Satai entered quietly and went through the store, casually exploring the various items on display. She examined the price tags and frowned. I wonder what these mean? They appear to be on everything, perhaps it is related to whatever trade system they use.

"Hello there, you look like you might be in the wrong part of town lady." Satai turned her head at the sound of a male voice addressing her. A large heavily tattooed man stood leering at her. He had his massive arms crossed over his chest and wore a side ways canted hat. He grinned at her and adjusted his apparently poorly fitting pants.

Satai shrugged, determining not to bother herself with someone who clearly had their own issues. Freebirth, you can always identify them by their sloppy dress. I am not here to deal with the likes of you. Now if I could find the owner of this establishment I could...Her thoughts were put on hold when she began to walk to another part of the pawn shop only to have one of the man's massive hands come down on her shoulder and hold her in place.

"I don't remember you payin yer tax lady." He said with a bigger grin. "Gotta pay up if you wanna be in Blood territory."

Satai cocked her head slightly. Is there some sort of...organized freebirth clan around here? Perhaps they defend this poorly organized section of the city, since the local authorities obviously do a poor job. If there are issues with defense it would make the bars on the windows easy enough to understand.

"I apologize." Satai said. "I was not aware there was a local Clan, but I must admit it is unusual to ask for a...tax...as you call it."

Another man approached now, also tattooed and stood beside the larger man with a grin of his own. "We aint big on words lady. Money or beating, take your pick."

Money? They use CURRENCY?! How...barbaric. "Neither." she said and brushed the larger man's hand from her shoulder. She turned to walk away only to be grabbed and jerked back towards them. She found herself...uncomfortably close to the biggest of the two.

"If you'd prefer to put out..." He said and grabbed her ass. It was a mistake.

Satai's hand moved faster than he could react, she reached down to the part of his waist where she'd identified a poorly concealed handgun and twisted it around until the muzzle pressed against his hip.

"Hand. Off. Now." She instructed with a tone that suggested she thought his intelligence level was just slightly above that of an educated cow.

The other man pulled his pistol and leveled it at her, holding it sideways, sterotypical gangster style. Outside the store she noticed a few others move towards the door. Cowards.

"Payin aint a choice lady and your currency aint a choice now either. Yer gonna be all used up by the time we're done." The thinner, shorter man with the gun said. She shifted her gaze to his weapon. Poorly maintained, held incorrectly, likely accurate only at this range. Overly large caliber for his purposes as well, he is either compensating for a lack of skill or believes incorrectly that larger caliber is always better. I see needle marks on his wrist, he uses stimulants or drugs of some sort. His pupils are dilated, he will respond more slowly than his larger companion and more slowly than the average freebirth. The men approaching the door are likely armed in a similar manner, they will open fire by the time the second man hits the floor. Cover here is poor at best.

Satai pulled the trigger on the gun in her hand. The loud sound of a gunshot was followed by a scream of pain from the big man as the forty five caliber hollow point blasted through his flesh, expanded and bounced off of his hip bone, sending a chunk of it one way as it spiraled in another direction, obliterating the join and destroying the surrounding tissue as the bullet fragmented inside of his leg. She jerked the weapon free of his pants before he could even fully respond to the pain of the first shot and fired once into his groin, effectively reducing his reproductive system to a mangled mess but more importantly, dropping him like a bag of rocks.

By now the smaller man was moving to pull his trigger. Satai pivoted on her left foot and side stepped so that she spun to his left and now stood with his body blocking the view of the men at the door as they raised their own weapons. The genetically engineered soldier had already predicted their behavior long before she pulled the trigger the first time. She entered the fight with a plan, they simply reacted.

Still holding her own gun she grabbed the second man's gun arm with her cybernetic hand and squeezed until she heard wrist bones popping. He screamed and his weapon was released from his hand automatically. Satai continued moving fluidly as she brought her gun up and fired once. The bullet passed through his right eye socket and exploded out of the back of his head. By the time his body hit the floor she had already fired twice more, one bullet for the exact position of the men standing outside. Both men dropped to the ground as the rounds burst into their chests.

Satai shook her head and tossed the weapon.

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Union Station, LA;
Week after The Wahya.

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Cross-country by car pool or the fortunate hitchhike, Romeo Rossum traversed the globe after emerging from the spiradic spiral of events that led him to the fabled land of Shangri-La. Those same overwhelming ploys that wired him to amassing an astonishing array of arduous arts that would serve and smooth his ascension into vigilantism. From the Arabian swordsmen to the car boosting drifters of Tokyo to the elusive shamans of the Wahya tribe, the young man stepped out of the interior of a bus in a casual attire yet exotic mindset. A traveled thinker in the strapping body of a savage.

Hmm...What no--

Thought still in making, a ballistic car chase raced on the road directly ahead. Old habits die hard., he mused while making his way over to an exemplary 1970 Chevrolet Chevelle SS. Despite having his tastes dulled by the weeks spent in Japan, the vehicle was still what some regarded as The Ultimate Muscle Car and with such fame came the knowledge of feeble locking mechanism. In a second, the old V8 stallion roared to life and jettisoned behind the wild goose hunt.

LAPD Lock-Up;
Shortly After.

"****", his tree trunk-like forearms hung lazily out of the cell into the corridor on account for GTA charges and reckless driving. It was a sour reminder why vigilantes use masks even if they do manage to catch the crooks. It was too long since he was in a city with functioning law enforcement and in a way, it felt good.

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It wasn't Gale Xanders that walked into the jail, it was Xae. She strolled casually through the facility, ignoring cat calls from the various prisoners who wanted to do all manner of things to the armored vigilante. The police would have happily thrown her there if anyone knew for certain that this current Xae was the same as the previous one. Gale Xanders had carefully crafted her supposed retreat from life as Xae and then crafted a new suit of armor and slowly began rebuilding her double life. If asked, she always told the Media whoever was using the title of Xae was someone new.

Xae traced her fingers over the locking mechanism of the cell door. "Gotta watch who you cross in this city." She told him with a bit of a smile. "It's not like Gothic, the crime lords are a lot less obvious." She extended a lethal claw from the tip of her finger and inserted it into the lock. "Fortunately, the police are a little more forgiving, if you know who to talk to." She twisted her finger and the lock clicked open.

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"Come on, time to get you out of here, we can talk about each other's stories once we've left the building." She said with a come hither gesture as she slid the door open and her claw retracted.

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Rossum watched the stranger lockpick the cell door confusedly. “Uh...”, with a click and a clack the door slid open and he stepped out. “Thanks?”, he replied just as one of the other, more inked inmates attempted to also leave the cell. Rossum, however, smoothly kicked the sliding doors close. Many Spanish insults flew at him then but Romeo was already deaf and departing with one eye out for the possible patrols “What's happening?”

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"You know those cars you were chasing? Well, one of them belongs to one of those big boss types that likes to lord their power over others. He happens to control a large swath of territory and he's been running afoul of the Crips lately. Well anyway, you ruined some plan of his so he had you tossed in here on trumped up charges, it's kind of his thing, really predictable. Just like he would have eventually made it so the guards disappeared while you were taking a shower one day, if you know what I mean."

Xae escorted him through the facility towards the exit. The guards waved occasionally or spent their time looking her over as they walked but no one did anything to stop them. Eventually they reached one of the offices. "He needs his stuff back." She said and casually leaned up against the wall, watching her new companion while an officer went to retrieve the things confiscated from his person when he was tossed into the prison.

"My name's Xae, what's yours?"

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“Yeah, I watched the Sopranos.”, he sarcastically replied to her mention of the crime lord's practices. As the two wandered through the LAPD's halls Rossum was reminded of one of the lessons he recieved in France: 'The sure way to hide in plain sight is to not try at all.'

Eventually they made their way to the evidence lock-up and the Son of Gothic quickly searched through and double-checked his few belongings. (All there. Good.), and he hoisted the bag over his shoulder before moving the two outside the station. Due to the state of GCPD law enforcement didn't have his records. Nor did the government for that sake and he intended to keep it that way. “Rossum. Romeo Rossum.”, he readjusted the bag before stretching out his hand, palm up, for a handshake. “I appreciate this, for real.”

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"Good to meet you." She said, shaking his hand. "So what brings you to Los Angeles? Business? Pleasure? Both?" She asked with a grin. "I like to do a little of both, life's more fun that way." Xae's three hundred and sixty degree vision allowed her to view their environment as they exited the building. A single black Lykan Super Car was parked at the foot of the building. She smiled a little and snapped her fingers. A moment later and the doors of the car slid up and open.

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"Need a ride?" She asked, casting him a grin.

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“Business.”, Rossum said vaguely before turning around to see the black superchariot in wait. For a moment his eyes flared up, he whistled while lifting his cap by the peak and slightly scratched his forehead. “Buuuut I don't shun a little eye candy. I ain't got nowhere else to be at right now. Let's. Roll.”

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"I don't believe in eye candy." she said, motioning for him to get in. Once he did so, she slipped into the driver's seat. "I believe in the kind of candy you can touch and play with." She added with a grin and shut her door. She pressed the start button and slipped her seat belt into place. "Otherwise....what's the point?"

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Rossum slid into the passenger's seat with badly concealed childish anticipation. Cars were his thing, being a mechanic for a good while in the remains of the GC. That said in the back of his mind an awkwardness creeped in due to what he believed were sexual innuendos from Xae. “Oooohkay.”, he tapped his hips as her words caugh him completely by surprise. “Aaaanyhow. Why'd you help me? You've got some beef with the LA crooks? I really hope this isn't some revenge scheme I've been drawn into.”

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The holographic interface and HUD came to life as the engine revved up. "No, I just want to be a good hostess, you can do whatever you want." She engaged the engine and slipped effortlessly into traffic. From the sound of the engine, it hated going anywhere below one hundred and twenty. She drove the manual like it was an extension of herself though, never missing a beat. "I mean, I have every intention of ripping these gangs to pieces, but no, it's not a revenge thing." She smiled a little. "You said you're here on business, going after someone?"

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His eyes darted from landmark to landmark outside the window. Behind his lips, Rossum slid his tongue along the upper row of his teeth before answering quite casually: “The Illuminati.”, he then paused. “Kidding of course. We're down the same road then. Both figuratively and literally. I'm testing a thesis of mine about the habits of organized crime.”

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Xae smirked. "A thesis on the habits of organized crime? You're sound a bit more scientific than me." She said. "Where were you planning on staying while you...research your thesis?" She asked, weaving expertly through traffic. "I don't know you well enough to take you back to my place yet." She said with a grin.

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“Well, I don't know what else to call it than a thesis. A lot of people call GC the worst place on Earth, the cradle of crooks. But one thing organized crime isn't is stupid. Why hustle in a city where you can't even have a dry fart without having 20 vigilantes sniffing it out. They are like flies, literally, little things always flocking to the biggest pile of shit in the yard.”, Rossum running his fingers through his scruffy beard while he gazed out of the car with obsession.

He then paused for a bit, peeking into random alleyways. Sometimes spotting the run-of-the-mill lowlives chilling. “Waste of effort. I think all the major players The Burning City had at one point spread out into the world as the spotlight dropped over the city. No reason to stay, it would be counter productive. Some of them are here, I know it.”, then with a blink Romeo refocused on the road ahead.

"Where were you planning on staying while you...research your thesis?"

A fleeting smirk formed on his face. “The world is full of opporunities. You just need to open your eyes and reach.”

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"You're assessment of Gothic is spot on." Xae said with a nod. "Unfortunately so, but it is absolutely spot on. The people left there that are criminals are mostly lunatics and psychopaths." Xae considered his obvious lack of a place to stay for a moment and shifted the car into a higher speed as she left traffic and hit a side road. "I know someone, she has a place you can stay for awhile until you get on your feet here if you're interested."

Or does he plan to walk around and live on the street or in shelters for awhile? Get to know the criminal element the hard way.

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@gale_xanders: Rossum's eyes flickered with interest for a second. “Does that 'someone' have a place where I can tinker with some tech? I need to finish something before starting the...research.”

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Xae smirked. "She's like a super billionaire or something along those lines, I'm sure she has somewhere you can tinker. I just borrow her cars." Xae said with a grin.

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“How am I not surprised? It's weird, almost everyone you meet seems to have more cash than the state budget. Hh.”, chuckling dryly Rossum turned his attention back to the streets outside, planting his elbow on the window to support his head with his arm. “Well, I'm not gonna say no to a decked out abode.”

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It wasn't long before their car pulled up outside of a sky rise apartment. She drove the car carefully into a parking garage and turned the vehicle off once it was in its appropriate parking space. From there she led him inside through a hallway, up a flight of stairs and to a singular plain looking door. She smiled and picked the lock with the same ease she'd shown in the prison. "She doesn't stop by this one often, just say you're a friend of mine and she won't ask any questions. Also, sometimes her daughter stops by, try not to act too surprised."

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#3076  Edited By John_Stark

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Jonathon Brooke.

Ten years from now he will invent a technology that will exponentially advance the mutant races capacity to fight back against humanity. But ultimately, it will be used as a means of mass destruction. I have calculated that if I kill him in this time, now, at this moment, the repercussions will be minimal. It doesn't matter how he dies...

Brooke must die, for his technology will not be used against me.... Ever.

Los Angeles, 21:32 hours

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John Stark stepped out into the traffic, having used his temporal mastery to know that Mr Brooke would be driving past this very spot in seconds. Ancient sceptre by his side that even he didn't truly know the limits of, the Eternal Warrior smirked.

3.....2.... 1.... BOOM!

With a humongous explosion John's weapon completely annihilated Brooke's vehicle and instantly realigned a timeline. This was just one soul whom John had come back to destroy, and with a smile, he began to walk away....His inbuilt perception filter allowing him to literally walk away unseen. It had the effect of directing attention away from the object or its bearer, rendering them unnoticeable. It could be described on the effect on the viewer as "you know it's there, but you don't want to know it's there".

Unless one was particularly eagle eyed.... John would just simply... Walk away.

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Once they came to a stop, Rossum didn't notice the sheer enormity of his loaned lodgings, heavily prioritizing on sizing up the neighborhood. Nothing major came up, no crack den in several miles nor hints of poverty. He wondered if it was a late stage of the gentrification projects The Son of Gothic's spotted on his way here. Eventually his eyes have indeed found their way to the building and as they did so the young hero whistled to voice his internal surpise.

The duo reached the supposed abode and Rossum couldn't help but notice that his savior had to pick her way into the appartment. “Friend, riiiight.”, he paused, frowned mildly and the slowly swung his lower jaw from side to side before entering. “If this is a setu--eh, I've already been locked up. I doubt beign found squatting in someone's house can be any worse. Thank you, Xae. I'm going to chill for a bit. Don't get caught out there.”

- Later that day. -
- Later that day. -

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Xae gave him a grin and a seductive wink. "I always come out on top. She likes to keep her place clean so if you have anyone over, just make sure you clean the sheets, got it?" She grinned and sauntered away, making her way once more out of the building and leaving him to the apartment. To say that it was well furnished and taken care of would have been a dramatic understatement...yet somehow it wasn't over done. The apartment said wealthy, but it didn't scream it, as if the owner simply wanted the things they liked not to make a statement about how much money they had.

An ultra thin, 4k TV dominated the center of the main room along with a next generation gaming console that wasn't actually on the market yet. The rest of the apartment was somewhat generic and either extensively cleaned or rarely used.

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#3079  Edited By Dos_Caras

@anyone that wants some action.

(Also if you've got a villain, feel free to say you were at the meeting.)

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The city glowed as the sun slowly set behind the horizon, brown smog and extreme noise pollution marring what would have, thousands of years ago, been a glorious sight to behold. But even with all of its scars and all of its bruises, Dos Caras loved this city. Now, here he stood, in his penthouse suite, looking down at the ants who scurried in the streets below, a crippling guilt assailing his mostly-rotten heart. The Dualistic Don had been unfaithful to his first love, having looked to the East in pursuit of another temptress.

Months ago, Gothic City had received him with open arms and a warm kiss. It had hailed Cortez as its kingpin of crime, fellating his already enormous ego with promises of riches and new, exciting opportunities. But underneath the facade, Gothic City was an unruly monster. In the span of six months, Dos Caras had been chewed up and spit out, ending up in police custody for the first time in his infamous career. Although the crime conglomerate had made a profit and almost doubled their ranks in their short time back East, the reminder of a failed conquest cast a dark shadow on Dos Caras' every move. In addition, he feared that when the news of his failures hit the streets, his reputation would take a hit. And in a business like this, where respect was hard-earned, that would simply not do.

Relishing the bite of a high-priced tequila against the back of his throat, El Rey de La Tierra Mia finally turned to face the men and women gathered in his presence. Knowing that somehow, someway he'd have to announce his return to the city he so loved, he had gathered the worst of the worst, the dregs of society. An army of villains, assassins, and rogues who had terrorized countless cities across the nation were now standing before him, awaiting his command. A savage sight they were, colorful and deadly, just like him. Some where relative unknowns, but among those gathered, there were a few a familiar faces, like...

The Fear Monger: A mutant born with the unfortunate ability to create an unshakable fear in those near him, Fear Monger had learned of a way to synthesize the Fear Toxins in his blood in order to weaponize them. Being stabbed by one of the Fear Monger's needles meant being trapped in a world filled with one's greatest fears for an undetermined amount of time, resulting in insanity, and sometimes even death.

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Killizard: An uncontrollable, man-eating lizard-man with the ability to mimic the characteristic of any reptile. Having escaped the confines of Bedlam Asylum more than a year ago, the beast had gone on a rampage across the country, somehow finding his way to the Golden State, despite the nationwide manhunt in his name.

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Belladonna: One of the world's foremost marksmen and assassins, Belladonna is as deadly as she is beautiful. Trained in dozens of martial arts and an expert with nearly every firearm known to man, she regularly sells her skills to the highest bidder.

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Rhino Jones: A one man wrecking crew and former MMA Heavyweight champion. Having been busted for PEDs and disgraced on a national stage, he turned to crime for a new way of life. Little did he know that the drugs that he had become addicted to would end up making him the monstrosity he is today.

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One and All: An enigmatic villain made up of a swarm of mutated African killer bees connected via a hive mind, 1&A is gifted with a bevvy of powers including super strength, durability, flight, high-level telepathy. and the ability to separate and swarm at her leisure.

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Sucket: An alien from the planet Tychon who escaped a government base, Sucket has the ability to drain the abilities, powers, knowledge, and memories of anyone he's near.

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Strong Boy: A budding young vigilante during the 1960s, Strong Boy suffered brain trauma during a fight with a supervillain, causing his IQ to drop several points. Still blessed with his incredible powers of supersonic speed, (very high-level) super strength, durability, flight, and heat vision, Strong Boy now fights for whoever pays his handler, Mr. Biggs, the most.

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Shockette: The result of a classic lab-experiment-gone-wrong, Shockette is a high-level Fulgurkinetic, able to use her powers of electricity manipulation in a plethora of creative and deadly ways.

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Shitface: Born when a satanic ritual in the sewers of Los Angeles went awry, Shitface was originally made up of refuse, but has since renewed himself as living clay. Shitface has the ability to shapeshift, turning and reformatting his clay into extremely convincing disguises.

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"The good news, is that our old friend, the Last Guardian, is vamoose. We can thank our president for that." Dos Caras spoke as he poured himself another glass of tequila.

"The bad news. is...Gothic City's re-unionization and destruction has caused many of its 'heroes' to seek new homes. More than a few have chosen to protect and serve the City of Angeles. These guys and gals are bad for business, plain and simple, so I offer each and every one of you an opportunity. Bring me the head of a dead super, and I'll make your every dream come true. I have the money, and the resources." Cortez smirked as he downed the alcohol and watched his army eagerly file out of the room.

"Bienvenido a Los Angeles," he whispered turning back to watch the glimmering city below. "Bienvenido a la Tierra Mia."

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LA Equalizer Conference, 12:32 hours

"I don't want to be here."

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Kurt looked at Agent Wright lethargically.

Trained League of Shadows Assassin. Former Gothic City Police Commissioner, international superhero...

He sighed.

Agent Wright was another lifetime agent just running through the motions, and he didn't really care about anyone. An administrator that came in at nine and left at five, good at his job, but not really heroic in any way. Kurt understood people like him had to be working for the government... But this was boring beyond belief. Kurt had been roped (read forced) into a meeting with the man by Julius.

Unknown to Kurt, a bounty which had been placed on him many moons ago would finally be picked up.

By a very, very old 'friend'.

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LA Equalizer Conference, 12:32 hours

"I don't want to be here."

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Kurt looked at Agent Wright lethargically.

Trained League of Shadows Assassin. Former Gothic City Police Commissioner, international superhero...

He sighed.

Agent Wright was another lifetime agent just running through the motions, and he didn't really care about anyone. An administrator that came in at nine and left at five, good at his job, but not really heroic in any way. Kurt understood people like him had to be working for the government... But this was boring beyond belief. Kurt had been roped (read forced) into a meeting with the man by Julius.

Unknown to Kurt, a bounty which had been placed on him many moons ago would finally be picked up.

By a very, very old 'friend'.

@_creed_

POW got the intel from Q days ago, plenty of time for travel and preparation. Here he was, atop the Equalizer's owned building in L.A. He slammed his bag of gear down on the rooftop's floor, unzipping it to pull out the zip-line gear. The moment couldn't have been more perfect. Kurt without his gear, without his friends and comrades. The only thing standing between POW and his nemesis was plenty of soon to be obliterated guards and suits.

The professional villain clipped the line to his belt, making sure it was tight enough for the descent...

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The meeting prattled on in it's quiet, awkward office ambience. Kurt no doubt barely paying attention to anything due to boredom. Outside the windows however, came swinging POW. A rumbling hum shook the contents of the board room's desk, coffee rippling and paintings rattling.

The room was soon illuminated by a harsh blue glow from outside. One more moment of silence before the blast was unleashed. The kinetic impact shattered the glass into millions of pieces, the board room getting hit with the force of a runaway freight train. The desk and wall behind it were blown away like cardboard. Even with that sort of attack, POW knew it wouldn't take down the Emerald archer.

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"Sorry fellas..." POW landed into the room and clipped his line, his gauntlets vibrating with intense kinetic energy. "...Meeting's over." His eyes darted about to find Kurt in the dust.

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Unless one was particularly eagle eyed.... John would just simply... Walk away.

It was fortunate, then, that one among the populace was particularly eagle eyed. Or one above them, to be more precise.

Still as a statue beyond the traffic, on the edge of a nearby rooftop, Talvaran simply stared at the obliteration of Brooke's vehicle. His arms rested at his sides behind the folds of his white cape, his skull mask, which was hardly visible under the shadows of his beaked hood, betraying any semblance of surprise.

He simply stood there, drinking in the scene that all others seemed to ignore.

Well... I suppose I could just take credit for Brooke's murder, Percy mentally grumbled, his sky blue eyes following Brooke's unusually garbed attacker with annoyed intrigued. It had been Talvaran's contract after all.

It was only Percy's strength of mind and heightened vision that enabled him to resist the anti-perception effect emitting from the man's spear, and even Talvaran didn't realize it.

Emerging from his stealthy position on the rooftop - from the welcoming arms of his most trusted lover -, he fearlessly dove from the building's edge. A gloved hand plunged into his utility belt, drawing out his silver grapnel. Steam hissed out of its barrel as a lengthy cord attached itself to the edge of the building, slowing Talvaran's descent to the traffic below.

His gaze never left the spear wielding murderer as his boots made contact with the ground. "I don't suppose you're another mercenary?, are you?"

(Longer then I intended)

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Tiredly the archer looked to the window, gazing outside. His green eyes widened. Oooh shit. Before he had the time to even utter a single word his age long nemesis literally blasted through the window, lifting Kurt up off of his chair and sending him alongside everything else spewing across the room, Kurt's body smashing against an opposing wall with a thud, denting it. Some of the ceiling had collapsed and dust was everywhere, so Kurt stayed low, prone on all fours trying to stay hidden as he withdrew his phone, contacting security within the building. Not that he'd last that long before they arrived, POW was lethal. Like a snake Kurt tried to sneak around the room, using the dust and debris as cover, before charging towards POW and trying to spear him from behind; wrap his arms around the man's waist, and then spin around, trying to angrily hurl him through the shattered window and onto the street below.

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POW remained silent while looking for his foe, stewing in his own tranquil anger. He had been thinking about getting his revenge every single day inside prison. There wasn't going to be any punches held back this time, no hearing the archer out. Today, he was going down.

POW's eyes widened at the sudden surprise grapple. Though it wasn't at Kurt's attempt itself, it was why Kurt would even try to grab him."Has it been that long?" POW sneered just after he was grappled. The insulated POW suit did the rest. Under the meshing was kinetic plating, that not only absorbed kinetic force, but sent it out too. Not a moment after Kurt had him, the suit unleashed a punishing kinetic proximity blast. With the force of a mule kick.

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What infernal bs is this?

(Not this thread, rather the new site layout and everything technical)

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*Tackles her and bat-hancuffs her*

You're not going anywhere.

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@shanana: good to see you again, girl! <3

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@shanana:

Thanks! But with the hectic chaos that my life is, it's going to be only a short visit. How are you doing? Still rpging?

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ARE YOU KIDDING ME, CV???!!! I CAN'T ACCESS RISKY AND DESPAIR???!!!

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@shanana:

Thanks! But with the hectic chaos that my life is, it's going to be only a short visit. How are you doing? Still rpging?

Any visit is a good visit. Kind of, not nearly was much as I was though.

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@shanana: What is the general status of the Vine?

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@shanana: What is the general status of the Vine?

I couldn't even begin to tell you. You'd have to ask Obi, HoW, Licther or LL .

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@shanana: Awesome? Some other people I know? Gambler maybe?