So.

What's been going on?

@Hound55 Hey...would your police officers be interested in interacting with Cassandra Cain?

I'm just kind of shooting requests everywhere on the off chance one of them hits lol

I think we have a pretty good plan worked out for Thor now, I'm happy to say.

I did want to check in on the subject of Prof X, though, as that's what's holding up Doctor Fate right now. Can I just write him in for a post, and then move on? Not sure what DocTachyon's status is currently, or what the best way to proceed would be.

@Lord Wraith @Roman

How would one get involved in the event/crisis that is going on?

@Lord Wraith @Roman

How would one get involved in the event/crisis that is going on?

<Snipped quote by Kyoka>

Jump in. Both feet.

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T P R O P O S A L

THE QUESTION

^{_{♦ VICTOR SAGE ♦ PODCASTER/JOURNALIST ♦ HUB CITY ♦}}

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:

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^{"I belong to the blank generation and I can take it or leave it each time"
-- Richard Hell}

Victor Sage is a former reporter for the Hub City Chronicle turned host of Crime & Punishment a wildly popular true crime podcast that examines cases of questionable conviction. But that's by day. By night? Well, that's the question isn't it?

C H A R A C T E R M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:

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I want to take some of the topics I started on in a Batman run (privacy rights, AI, forced prison labor, etc.) and transplant them to Q. I think he would work better for political topics.

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:

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Vic Sage -- Question.
Aristotle "Tot" Rodor -- Q's friend and ally (Deceased)
Al Kert -- Vic's podcast producer.
Renee Montoya -- Hub PD detective.
Myra Fermin -- Hub City mayor
Alexander Polys -- Tech billionaire
Calvin Zabo/Mr. Hyde -- Superpowered Hub city kingpin

S A M P L E P O S T:

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A car filled with armed robbers hauled ass I-275. Their haul was pretty miniscule: less than two grand from the 24 hour check cashing place on W. Trade. But they didn't care, it was enough to get them by until their next score. And with them hitting a place in the middle of the night in a bad neighborhood, they would be long gone by the time the cops actually showed up.

But that's where I came in.

"Can't read my, can't read my, no he can't read my poker face!"​

I sang along with the radio as I sped down the interstate behind the robbers. I just so happened to be nearby when the news came over the scanner. My GTO is pushing 120 and humming along nicely without a hitch. God bless American cars. I pulled my .45 out the shoulder holster and aim with my left hand out the window while I kept the car steady with my right hand on the wheel.​

"P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face."​

BLAM!​

The gun kicked in my hands and the robbers' car starts spinning out of control as the bullet rips their back left tire to shreds. ​

The car slammed into the embankment and I zoom on past. I could already see the lights of the police car in the rearview mirror. They cops would have them surrounded in about thirty seconds after I left the scene.​

"Can't read my, can't read my, no he can't read my poker face!"

P O S T C A T A L O G:

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TBA