CHAPTER 0.5
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Burning Kitty
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The Dixon Sisters hadn’t seen each other or their mother in person since a few days after they were born. Their telepathic connection allowed them to see through each other’s eyes whenever they wanted. That all changed when Darla Dixon died fighting. What the Dixon Sisters had no clue, their mother shielded them from her activities. The sisters met for the first time in over two decades at their mother’s wake.
Using their powers they made sure no one at the wake even noticed they were there. During the wake they heard from friends and “family” about what a great person she was. Not a single one of them actually knew Darla Dixon. They were disgusting, worst of all they were idiots. The next day after the funeral her step-children a bunch of sycophant monsters were discussing how they were going to spend their inheritance, one even mentioned how he already bought a new Mercedes. The monsters were going to soon learn they were getting nothing and their easy life of doing nothing but banging whatever slut they came sniffing around and smoking, snorting, or injecting whatever illegal drug they could get their hands on. They were going to be on the streets. The worst of their step-brothers they turned their attention to. They made him see his future. A strung out coke head, doing literally anything to get his next fix. He saw himself in some strange dude’s apartment dressed as a female prostitute snuggling up to some dirty old man.
They left as the implanted idea was taking root in his mind ensuring he would become that.
Using their powers they made sure no one at the wake even noticed they were there. During the wake they heard from friends and “family” about what a great person she was. Not a single one of them actually knew Darla Dixon. They were disgusting, worst of all they were idiots. The next day after the funeral her step-children a bunch of sycophant monsters were discussing how they were going to spend their inheritance, one even mentioned how he already bought a new Mercedes. The monsters were going to soon learn they were getting nothing and their easy life of doing nothing but banging whatever slut they came sniffing around and smoking, snorting, or injecting whatever illegal drug they could get their hands on. They were going to be on the streets. The worst of their step-brothers they turned their attention to. They made him see his future. A strung out coke head, doing literally anything to get his next fix. He saw himself in some strange dude’s apartment dressed as a female prostitute snuggling up to some dirty old man.
They left as the implanted idea was taking root in his mind ensuring he would become that.
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Gunther Captain, Infantry (Retired)
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Jimmy Wu
Jimmy Wu returned to his hotel room after the Mixed Martial Arts (MMA) fight. Jimmy made sure to fight as himself, someone without any unnatural advantage when the bout was public like tonight. He remained in control and overcame his opponent with some difficulty, but nevertheless won the match by a two-point difference. He felt he did well, refraining from beating himself up over any missed opportunities. He knew he would miss a few from time to time, intending to work on the scenarios he perceived in this latest bout.
Instead of ordering room service, Jimmy wanted to go out to a local restaurant for a late-night meal. He wanted to be around people, rather than in the seclusion of his hotel room. He stepped out to the street, hailing a cab. The taxi driver worked his way through the busy streets unaware of who the man in his back seat was. Shortly after Jimmy arrived in front of his destination an unmarked navy-blue van pulled up behind him. The side door opened. He remembered smelling almonds and then the scent of lavender before he fell asleep. The drugs were quick, taking him by surprise. The men who drugged him, heaved him into the back of the van, speeding away as fast as they could. His limp body was fairly light for the well framed men in black. No one on the street even noticed that an abduction has just occurred.
Deadlyrose9641 The Poisonous Kitten
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Darla took a puff from her cigar, as the smell of whiskey, and smoke filled the air and her nostrils. She smirked, "Full House, guess Ole' Lady Luck is on my side tonight Boys." as she played down her kings over 6's and started to rake in the money, two men from behind the table both reach for their hips, Darla sighed, and quickly, with her left foot kicked the table, rolling her chair backwards. She tucked and ended up on one knee behind them with her own six shooter pointed, "I Won fair and square, and I don't take to kindly to folks tryin to take what I earned, Now you boys made a mistake drawin' those weapons. See you don't know it, but my last names winters, and I twice as good as my daddy, so just put'em down and ill take my cash and go." the two stupid men laugh as the boss, shakes his head worriedly. He motions for his men to stand down, and she tips her cap, "Mighty wise decision, mate, I'll take a whiskey before I go, just somethin to soothe the pallets, stupidity leaves a foul taste in my mouth." she placed the money on the bar and down her whiskey before walking out of the underground cellar, and into the daylight.
Sadly this had turned into the Norm for Darla, ever since her father went missing. a few years ago. She had grown up the daughter of a notorious bounty hunter, and her own last name sent others into a panic. She was potent with a gun, yet he felt it was wrong to not try to use every option not to, before she ever fired the damn thing. She walked onto the street and down a back alley, all 800 in cash in her small sack she was now carrying with her, she was headed to the next bar, or town.
Sadly this had turned into the Norm for Darla, ever since her father went missing. a few years ago. She had grown up the daughter of a notorious bounty hunter, and her own last name sent others into a panic. She was potent with a gun, yet he felt it was wrong to not try to use every option not to, before she ever fired the damn thing. She walked onto the street and down a back alley, all 800 in cash in her small sack she was now carrying with her, she was headed to the next bar, or town.
Archmage MC
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The world was a great place! Lots of interesting people, lots of places to see, and lots of different food! Exploring the city of LA was a good time for Light. Although being a Toon in a world that frankly had a different way of functioning than what she was used to took a bit to get the hang of, most people just thought she was a person in cosplay or something due to her outlandish appearance. That was until she started talking or expressing while talking. And there was that one time when she got hit by a car and everyone saw her pop up and run away as flat as a pancake. Freaking out people and making them run wasn't her intent most of the time, but it tended to happen and kept her moving from place to place.
But so far due to all the 'celebrity' presence in this city, people only got freaked out when she did something cartoony. Like for instance right now at the current moment where she was sitting in a neat little Tai restaurant she found off the beaten path. Sure some people gave her weird looks, but for the most part she was left alone as the onlookers tended to their own meals. That was until Light had finished her food and placed cartoony looking bills to pay for her order. The bills were real, gotten from a pawn shop she had visited, but it would take time for them to 'look' real again, and the waiter didn't like this fact. But before they could stop her, Light had already pulled out a black circle and jumped into it, causing shock to fill the restaurant as some weird looking person had just vanished into thin air.
Light couldn't help but laugh at the panic she had left in her wake, having jumped out of another hole in the street and set off in a random direction. People could be so silly sometimes. It wasn't like she was going to hurt anyone or anything, but at least this freak out wasn't like the last city she visited. This city was full of such potential and wonders!
But so far due to all the 'celebrity' presence in this city, people only got freaked out when she did something cartoony. Like for instance right now at the current moment where she was sitting in a neat little Tai restaurant she found off the beaten path. Sure some people gave her weird looks, but for the most part she was left alone as the onlookers tended to their own meals. That was until Light had finished her food and placed cartoony looking bills to pay for her order. The bills were real, gotten from a pawn shop she had visited, but it would take time for them to 'look' real again, and the waiter didn't like this fact. But before they could stop her, Light had already pulled out a black circle and jumped into it, causing shock to fill the restaurant as some weird looking person had just vanished into thin air.
Light couldn't help but laugh at the panic she had left in her wake, having jumped out of another hole in the street and set off in a random direction. People could be so silly sometimes. It wasn't like she was going to hurt anyone or anything, but at least this freak out wasn't like the last city she visited. This city was full of such potential and wonders!
An older woman, somewhere in her sixties with a slight hunch, but cheerful brown eyes entered the aisle of her local grocery store. smiled at the teenager with the apathetic look on his face as he detachedly handed her a free sample of a new brand of cookie. She thanked him and walked away, eating it as she turned the corner. Once it was finished she straightened back up to around 6' tall, her gray bun retracting to a dark brown mop. Her shoulders broadened slightly and the wrinkles disappeared, revealing Wayne's "true" appearance. He patted his stomach and sighed. He had gone through about forty of the samples on his own, each time a different disguise. He doubted the teenager would have cared if he'd passed through as himself forty times, but it was more fun to think of new looks and personas. He walked back to the front of the store and actually bought a large bottle of water, downing the whole half gallon right in front of the stunned cashier before heading outside. All in all, a good snack.
Once outside, he headed a few blocks down to the park. Finding his favorite bench, he shifted again, an old man with a newspaper this time, letting the mass in his body shift and change, turning part of his hand into a large, flimsy newsheet. It was a nice enough day, and here he could watch the whole park and waste a couple of hours deciding what else he could do today.
Once outside, he headed a few blocks down to the park. Finding his favorite bench, he shifted again, an old man with a newspaper this time, letting the mass in his body shift and change, turning part of his hand into a large, flimsy newsheet. It was a nice enough day, and here he could watch the whole park and waste a couple of hours deciding what else he could do today.
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Alexanda opened the door to her flat to the typical scene she had been coming home to for the past couple of years - a dark-haired teenage boy lounging on the couch in front of the blaring television in the living room. A steaming, cheesy twelve inch seafood pizza was in an opened box on top of the coffee table between the television and couch, and the boy was already contently munching on a slice. The redhead grinned, immediately making her way over to join her ward and brother.
"Looks like I'm just in time for dinner," she began, plopping onto the couch and grabbing a slice of pizza for herself.
"Well done, Dynara," was all he said in reply, eyes still fixed on the screen.
"Hmm?" Alexanda turned her attention to the television see what he meant.
The evening news was on, showing footage of police officers around the battered getaway car of a couple of criminals. The both of them, of course, knew who was responsible for the damage. Apart from her brother, nobody else knew about Alexanda's double life since the deaths of her adoptive parents. Well, as far as she knew anyway. To the public, Dynara was simply a super-powered vigilante who appeared whenever and wherever she was needed and disappeared right after. She was grateful to the fact that she was self-employed, which allowed her to do what she was doing. She obviously enjoyed her civilian job too, providing her with sufficient amusement daily.
The surrounding area was as quiet as always as Alexanda left her apartment later that night with a large bag of trash to dump in the big bin outside the building. She stepped into the elevator to make her way down. The descent to the ground floor, as usual, felt longer than it actually was, leaving her counting down the levels in her head as she waited for the doors to open.
"Looks like I'm just in time for dinner," she began, plopping onto the couch and grabbing a slice of pizza for herself.
"Well done, Dynara," was all he said in reply, eyes still fixed on the screen.
"Hmm?" Alexanda turned her attention to the television see what he meant.
The evening news was on, showing footage of police officers around the battered getaway car of a couple of criminals. The both of them, of course, knew who was responsible for the damage. Apart from her brother, nobody else knew about Alexanda's double life since the deaths of her adoptive parents. Well, as far as she knew anyway. To the public, Dynara was simply a super-powered vigilante who appeared whenever and wherever she was needed and disappeared right after. She was grateful to the fact that she was self-employed, which allowed her to do what she was doing. She obviously enjoyed her civilian job too, providing her with sufficient amusement daily.
The surrounding area was as quiet as always as Alexanda left her apartment later that night with a large bag of trash to dump in the big bin outside the building. She stepped into the elevator to make her way down. The descent to the ground floor, as usual, felt longer than it actually was, leaving her counting down the levels in her head as she waited for the doors to open.
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@Burning Kitty
"Three girls, identically looking, mind control. Remember your sonic 'nades people and we should clean this up pretty quickly." The leader and his crew of five sat in a blue van parked directly opposite the church. On the outside it looked like your local failing punk band's ride, but inside it was kitted out with state of the art surveillance equipment. Looking through a pair of thermal goggles he could see the Dixon sisters almost at the main door. "5....", His men put in noise cancelling earpieces. "4...." The team raised their rifles loaded with rubber bullets. The main doors began to open. "3....." A thought entered the leader's mind, Briefing never told us who's funeral the targets were visiting, "2......" Whoever it was I bet they're in a shitty mood, "1......" I hope this is worth it. "GO! GO! GO!" The back of the van was flung open and six men armed with rifles jumped out. One of the assailants threw what looked like a smoke grenade, only instead of wispy smoke coming out, a loud high frequency scream emitted from the core.
@Gunther
Two men and a driver this time. An extraction in a built up area requires subtlety and armed men storming the streets isn't a good way to go about doing it.
"Wait, dude!" "What is it?" "This is actually Jimmy Wu!" "Yeah, briefing told us that much." "No! I mean he's THE Jimmy Wu." "So what? Am I supposed to know who that is?" "Dude! Have you never watched UFC?. You MUST have heard of him, do you think he just came from a match? I thought the name was just a coincidence, I mean, Wu is a pretty common Asian na-." "Idiot."
The rest of the journey continued in a cold silence. It was awkward enough without a strange unconscious man sitting between the two of them.
One of the two grunts knocked on the sheet of glass separating them from the driver. "How far are we from drop-off." It was more of an order than a question. "20 minutes if traffic's good, sir.", was the reply.
@Deadlyrose9641
Watching from the corner table, a lone man wearing wearing a denim trouser and jacket combo puffed on a chunky cigar. As Darla Winters left he stood up and followed a safe distance behind stubbing the smoke out on a table as he left.
The street outside was deserted but for the two strangers. "Where are yeeeeou off to little lady?" He said in a half-drunk growl. "Yer daddy owed me quite a sum of money he did." He paused for dramatic effect. "Bastard never paid me back. And now who do I just happen to meet but his very own next of kin. Don' cha' know that debts carry on beyond the grave, and I ain't afraid of no ghosts no I ain't. I seen that money you just won." He reached for the revolver hanging on his belt and messily detached it. The man was clearly drunk.
@Archmage MC
"It's just like the old Saturday morning cartoons from when you were a kid." said a scientist. The "Toon Girl" Squad had been receiving sightings all morning of a monster appearing jumping out of black holes and terrorizing the populace.
"You see, the way it's mind works is it has to abide by the rules of cartoon physics. Or at least what rules of physics there are." One of the soldiers looked at him confusedly, "That still doesn't explain why we're up here on this rooftop."
"Think! In every cartoon what's the best way to lure someone into a trap? Candy!." "Th-that just raises more questions." "Just go along with it boy, the creature will take the bait."
The rooftop of a nearby two story clothes store had been requisitioned by the Defiance Project and was now home to a strange crane hanging out over the pavement below. On one end of industrial strength cable was a large counterweight and on the other, an ornate grand piano. Down on street level a trail of sweets had been laid down ending in a massive bowl. Extra care had been taken to spray paint arrows pointing towards it and the words "FREE CANDY"
"Three girls, identically looking, mind control. Remember your sonic 'nades people and we should clean this up pretty quickly." The leader and his crew of five sat in a blue van parked directly opposite the church. On the outside it looked like your local failing punk band's ride, but inside it was kitted out with state of the art surveillance equipment. Looking through a pair of thermal goggles he could see the Dixon sisters almost at the main door. "5....", His men put in noise cancelling earpieces. "4...." The team raised their rifles loaded with rubber bullets. The main doors began to open. "3....." A thought entered the leader's mind, Briefing never told us who's funeral the targets were visiting, "2......" Whoever it was I bet they're in a shitty mood, "1......" I hope this is worth it. "GO! GO! GO!" The back of the van was flung open and six men armed with rifles jumped out. One of the assailants threw what looked like a smoke grenade, only instead of wispy smoke coming out, a loud high frequency scream emitted from the core.
@Gunther
Two men and a driver this time. An extraction in a built up area requires subtlety and armed men storming the streets isn't a good way to go about doing it.
"Wait, dude!" "What is it?" "This is actually Jimmy Wu!" "Yeah, briefing told us that much." "No! I mean he's THE Jimmy Wu." "So what? Am I supposed to know who that is?" "Dude! Have you never watched UFC?. You MUST have heard of him, do you think he just came from a match? I thought the name was just a coincidence, I mean, Wu is a pretty common Asian na-." "Idiot."
The rest of the journey continued in a cold silence. It was awkward enough without a strange unconscious man sitting between the two of them.
One of the two grunts knocked on the sheet of glass separating them from the driver. "How far are we from drop-off." It was more of an order than a question. "20 minutes if traffic's good, sir.", was the reply.
@Deadlyrose9641
Watching from the corner table, a lone man wearing wearing a denim trouser and jacket combo puffed on a chunky cigar. As Darla Winters left he stood up and followed a safe distance behind stubbing the smoke out on a table as he left.
The street outside was deserted but for the two strangers. "Where are yeeeeou off to little lady?" He said in a half-drunk growl. "Yer daddy owed me quite a sum of money he did." He paused for dramatic effect. "Bastard never paid me back. And now who do I just happen to meet but his very own next of kin. Don' cha' know that debts carry on beyond the grave, and I ain't afraid of no ghosts no I ain't. I seen that money you just won." He reached for the revolver hanging on his belt and messily detached it. The man was clearly drunk.
@Archmage MC
"It's just like the old Saturday morning cartoons from when you were a kid." said a scientist. The "Toon Girl" Squad had been receiving sightings all morning of a monster appearing jumping out of black holes and terrorizing the populace.
"You see, the way it's mind works is it has to abide by the rules of cartoon physics. Or at least what rules of physics there are." One of the soldiers looked at him confusedly, "That still doesn't explain why we're up here on this rooftop."
"Think! In every cartoon what's the best way to lure someone into a trap? Candy!." "Th-that just raises more questions." "Just go along with it boy, the creature will take the bait."
The rooftop of a nearby two story clothes store had been requisitioned by the Defiance Project and was now home to a strange crane hanging out over the pavement below. On one end of industrial strength cable was a large counterweight and on the other, an ornate grand piano. Down on street level a trail of sweets had been laid down ending in a massive bowl. Extra care had been taken to spray paint arrows pointing towards it and the words "FREE CANDY"
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The Dixon Sisters had a feeling that the bastards who killed their mother would send goons to the funeral for any supers that attended. So they scanned everyone at the funeral and nearby. The occupants of 'punk band' van were clearly not the bastards they were looking for, but they were bastards none the less. Everyone at the funeral was given a telepathic trigger command to kill the bastards in the van and to fight through any and all injuries no matter what. As soon as the van bastards burst out the sisters pulled the trigger. Everyone at the funeral started running at the attackers. Before they could force the van bastards to do anything the sonic grenade went off but their legion of funeral attenders were still active. "Stop this infernal noise if you want to LIVE!" The funeral legion were taking rubber bullets and clearly in a lot of pain but they kept going no matter what. The latest husband of Darla was a former professional football player. He ran full speed into one of van bastards. Sending him flying into another.
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Jasper woke up in a room that wasn't his. He spent the last night partying and there were few things that he remembered and he had a strong headache. He knew he went to a club with some friends but after he started drinking his memory was blank. He got out of bed and started exploring the flat he was in but he did not manage to found any one.
He walked towards the kitchen and search the fridge for something to eat, it wasn't the first time that he woke up not knowing where he was, and he had gained the habit to serve himself breakfast. If someone had been so kind to give him a bed to sleep they wouldn't mind that he got himself some breakfast. He grabbed milk and cereals and served himself. He turned on the Tv and started going through the channels while laying on the couch and eating his breakfast.
He walked towards the kitchen and search the fridge for something to eat, it wasn't the first time that he woke up not knowing where he was, and he had gained the habit to serve himself breakfast. If someone had been so kind to give him a bed to sleep they wouldn't mind that he got himself some breakfast. He grabbed milk and cereals and served himself. He turned on the Tv and started going through the channels while laying on the couch and eating his breakfast.
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Surveying the park from a rooftop, a lone sniper stared down his sights. He reported into a mouthpiece, "We got an old lady North End.... Family Picnic at 059 ...... Drug deal, 156 ....." Boredom, it's a thing that attacks you at even the most important of times. When you're part of a private militia operating illegally in the middle east it will strike. When you're being tried for war crimes back on home soil, boredom will strike. Even when you're hunting a shape shifting meta-human under the banner of a multi-national top secret organisation, boredom hits you hard. It's a funny thing, he thought to himself, we're all human. Well maybe not them, they're not human. But still.
"We got a young man, park bench at 324. ..... Wait, no. Jesus Christ his hand just became a newspaper! We got our mark, people." He stopped and opened up the case by his side. In the case lay five cryo-rounds and a silencer. "The lab guys tell me these are some pretty nasty things. They pierce the skin like a normal bullet but then freeze the wound. Should slow him down"
After attaching the silencer and loading the weapon, he took aim, and fired at Wayne's "Hand".
@Raptra
Coincidentally, Dynara had just been about to receive some unexpected visitors. 3 men in suits, one black, one dark blue and the third grey. They simultaneously checked the time on their wrist watch and then the Black Suit stepped forward to call the elevator. Neither parties were expecting to see each other when the doors opened but the men acted quickly. "Miss Connolly" "We have a business proposal for you" May we come in? "Of course you may leave your rubbish here." [All three in unison] "Lead the way."
@Kaesus
Upon hearing the television turn on, a small girl no older than six rose from her own bed, got dressed in a pretty pink dress and went through to the kitchen. Standing in the doorway, unable to see Jasper from her current angle she asked sleepily, "Daddy, is that you?" She took another step forwards and then again around the corner straight into Jasper. The girl was quite suddenly wide awake. She let out a horrible scream of terror. The sound of heavy footsteps came from another room and a door slammed.
Surveying the park from a rooftop, a lone sniper stared down his sights. He reported into a mouthpiece, "We got an old lady North End.... Family Picnic at 059 ...... Drug deal, 156 ....." Boredom, it's a thing that attacks you at even the most important of times. When you're part of a private militia operating illegally in the middle east it will strike. When you're being tried for war crimes back on home soil, boredom will strike. Even when you're hunting a shape shifting meta-human under the banner of a multi-national top secret organisation, boredom hits you hard. It's a funny thing, he thought to himself, we're all human. Well maybe not them, they're not human. But still.
"We got a young man, park bench at 324. ..... Wait, no. Jesus Christ his hand just became a newspaper! We got our mark, people." He stopped and opened up the case by his side. In the case lay five cryo-rounds and a silencer. "The lab guys tell me these are some pretty nasty things. They pierce the skin like a normal bullet but then freeze the wound. Should slow him down"
After attaching the silencer and loading the weapon, he took aim, and fired at Wayne's "Hand".
@Raptra
Coincidentally, Dynara had just been about to receive some unexpected visitors. 3 men in suits, one black, one dark blue and the third grey. They simultaneously checked the time on their wrist watch and then the Black Suit stepped forward to call the elevator. Neither parties were expecting to see each other when the doors opened but the men acted quickly. "Miss Connolly" "We have a business proposal for you" May we come in? "Of course you may leave your rubbish here." [All three in unison] "Lead the way."
@Kaesus
Upon hearing the television turn on, a small girl no older than six rose from her own bed, got dressed in a pretty pink dress and went through to the kitchen. Standing in the doorway, unable to see Jasper from her current angle she asked sleepily, "Daddy, is that you?" She took another step forwards and then again around the corner straight into Jasper. The girl was quite suddenly wide awake. She let out a horrible scream of terror. The sound of heavy footsteps came from another room and a door slammed.
Jasper
While watching tv Jasper started hearing some steps behind him. "Probably the owner of the house", he thought, but when he took a look it was a small child. This was for sure a first, after going to a party he had woke up most of the times in some woman's bed, sometimes guys, but this was a first.
"Calm down little girl, is this your house? I'm sorry I thought it was someone else's." Then he started hearing someone coming from another room.
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Light was strolling through the town, having a good time. Even though people around her either paid her no mind, or would hurry along hoping she wouldn't notice them. She did find it weird that when she turned down into a more main street that it was fairly empty though. Sure it was around where she teleported to a few hours ago, but that shouldn't have caused any issues. Looking around for people, her eye caught on a piece of candy. Running over to it, she saw another. Eating them one by one, she followed the trail to a large basket of the stuff. Whoever was doing this had to be quick, because being a toon, Light was able to swallow the whole basket whole, candy wrappers and all. She'd still be standing there, chewing her snack for a bit, but whoever was watching probably didn't expect that.
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Alexanda started to move forward as the elevator reached the ground floor, only to stop in her tracks when the doors opened to reveal three men who did not budge an inch to let her out. It then became clear that they were there looking for her when they spoke up. She held the doors open, skeptically raising an eyebrow. A business proposal? Their time of visit and urgent demeanor made it all very suspicious. On top of that, how did they know where she lived? Her business website only had the address of her workshop. If these people were capable of obtaining such information, did that mean they could have found out about Dynara? Regardless, she decided that it would be best to play the intimidated civilian for the time being in hopes that they did not know about that bit.
"I assume you have a proposal for Coldshine?" She inquired, bringing up her metal sculpting business. She then glanced down at the trash bag she was holding on to. "Are you sure? This'll only take a minute. Perhaps we could take a walk outside and you gents could tell me where you're from and what this is regarding before we really get started."
Alexanda chuckled, ending off with a lighthearted comment. "You know, people like you usually visit me during office hours."
@BrokenWashing
"I assume you have a proposal for Coldshine?" She inquired, bringing up her metal sculpting business. She then glanced down at the trash bag she was holding on to. "Are you sure? This'll only take a minute. Perhaps we could take a walk outside and you gents could tell me where you're from and what this is regarding before we really get started."
Alexanda chuckled, ending off with a lighthearted comment. "You know, people like you usually visit me during office hours."
@BrokenWashing
Wayne sat comfortably, peering over the top of his "newspaper" and enjoying the park. After only a few seconds, his peace was shattered by a horrible pain. His hand had been stabbed, a smooth cone of metal poking right at his face, peeking through the sports section. He was stunned. Stunned enough that he almost didn't react. Then the cold came. He screamed as ice spiderwebbed across his hand, which he tried to re-shift, but that only made things more painful. He stood up, only to feel a similar pain in his shoulder. It was only then that he realized he'd been shot! The cryo-round started working, his shoulder frosting over. His hand was already nearly covered with a thin layer of ice. He looked left and right, scanning for the shooter. Stupidly, he hadn't run yet or dove for any cover. That's what cost him. A third bullet found his left leg.
The shapeshifter stumbled, then shifted his free hand into a knife, trying to pry the bullet out before that one froze too. This only succeeded in getting his left hand frozen to his left leg. He grimaced as the cold immobilized his limbs. He let himself fall to the ground as the mutterings of a few other parkgoers reached his ears. He quickly shifted his face to something different and waited, more ice crystalizing across him. "Son of a bitch." He said, as a few men in body armor approached.
The shapeshifter stumbled, then shifted his free hand into a knife, trying to pry the bullet out before that one froze too. This only succeeded in getting his left hand frozen to his left leg. He grimaced as the cold immobilized his limbs. He let himself fall to the ground as the mutterings of a few other parkgoers reached his ears. He quickly shifted his face to something different and waited, more ice crystalizing across him. "Son of a bitch." He said, as a few men in body armor approached.
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@Burning Kitty
The ex footballer slammed into their squad leader's body. Knocked down onto the ground, weapon flung out of reach, he lay there as the man repeatedly beat into him without mercy or thought. Hit after hit landed on the leader's face as time seemed to slow down for him.
The rest of the team were holding their ground against the funeral goers but not making much progress. They were out-numbered but luckily not out-gunned. One of the men saw their boss on the floor with the man on top of him and rushed over. Quickly he unclipped a small black box from his leg and pressed it to the guy's neck. 10,000 volts rocked through his body and he was out cold.
"You can't turn it off!" One of the squad members shouted to the sisters over the noise. "It's a grenade! Why the fuck would you want to turn it off! You have to wait till it finishes!" He took another one of the sonic 'nades and threw it onto the ground. He then shot a volley of rubber bullets at Beth Ann.
@Kaesus
"Don't worry sweetie. Daddy's coming." A hulking man dressed in just a T-shirt and underpants appeared in the doorway. Easily 7ft tall and as wide as a bus, his eyes focused on Jasper. "Cover your ears sweetie. You have ten seconds before you you start eating through a straw for the rest of your life. Who are you? What do you want? And how the fuck do you know who I am?" This was supposed to be my day off, he thought to himself. His massive fists clenched into a ball.
@Archmage MC
The scientist peered over the ledge of the building in amazement. The plan had gone somewhat as intended but eating an entire basket of sugary treats whole came as a surprise. Keeping his cool he slammed his fist down onto the button beside him. The crane creaked and then released its piano payload.
A tremendous clang rang out in the otherwise silent street as it landed squarely on-top of Light. She was stunned just long enough for a squadron to run in and attach her in cuffs.
@Raptra
The Grey suit replied quickly, "People like us don't usually visit, full stop." After a brief silence the Blue suit said, "It really would be better if we came inside." And the Black said, "Our business lies with your... night job, Dynara." He stepped back to let her pass and gestured towards the dumpster. Once again, the Blue wearing gentleman said, "Your trash. And then your invitation inside, please, Miss Connolly."
The ex footballer slammed into their squad leader's body. Knocked down onto the ground, weapon flung out of reach, he lay there as the man repeatedly beat into him without mercy or thought. Hit after hit landed on the leader's face as time seemed to slow down for him.
The rest of the team were holding their ground against the funeral goers but not making much progress. They were out-numbered but luckily not out-gunned. One of the men saw their boss on the floor with the man on top of him and rushed over. Quickly he unclipped a small black box from his leg and pressed it to the guy's neck. 10,000 volts rocked through his body and he was out cold.
"You can't turn it off!" One of the squad members shouted to the sisters over the noise. "It's a grenade! Why the fuck would you want to turn it off! You have to wait till it finishes!" He took another one of the sonic 'nades and threw it onto the ground. He then shot a volley of rubber bullets at Beth Ann.
@Kaesus
"Don't worry sweetie. Daddy's coming." A hulking man dressed in just a T-shirt and underpants appeared in the doorway. Easily 7ft tall and as wide as a bus, his eyes focused on Jasper. "Cover your ears sweetie. You have ten seconds before you you start eating through a straw for the rest of your life. Who are you? What do you want? And how the fuck do you know who I am?" This was supposed to be my day off, he thought to himself. His massive fists clenched into a ball.
@Archmage MC
The scientist peered over the ledge of the building in amazement. The plan had gone somewhat as intended but eating an entire basket of sugary treats whole came as a surprise. Keeping his cool he slammed his fist down onto the button beside him. The crane creaked and then released its piano payload.
A tremendous clang rang out in the otherwise silent street as it landed squarely on-top of Light. She was stunned just long enough for a squadron to run in and attach her in cuffs.
@Raptra
The Grey suit replied quickly, "People like us don't usually visit, full stop." After a brief silence the Blue suit said, "It really would be better if we came inside." And the Black said, "Our business lies with your... night job, Dynara." He stepped back to let her pass and gestured towards the dumpster. Once again, the Blue wearing gentleman said, "Your trash. And then your invitation inside, please, Miss Connolly."
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The various funeral goers kept up their attack. One of them managed to acquire one of goons gun. The funeral goer with the gun started shooting at the goons. Once Beth Ann was shot. No one attacks a Dixon Sister and comes out unharmed, most just get their brain royally fucked up others die. Shooting Beth Ann was the stupidest move they could ever do, it gave them desire to put more effort into hurting them, it gave them rage, all the ingredients necessary to fight through the noise and the pain. They reached out to more people forcing them to attack. They reached out even farther, looking for lethal warriors, they would have preferred cops but three gang bangers armed with guns and live ammo would suffice.
One of the goons was was shot multiple times in the chest by the gang bangers, as the goon collapsed to the ground another bullet went into his brain. The the gang bangers' vehicle slammed full force into the van. "You could have approached us peacefully after we mourned our mother but you chose to attack us at her funeral. You shot us. We will make you suffer for this until you die."
One of the goons was was shot multiple times in the chest by the gang bangers, as the goon collapsed to the ground another bullet went into his brain. The the gang bangers' vehicle slammed full force into the van. "You could have approached us peacefully after we mourned our mother but you chose to attack us at her funeral. You shot us. We will make you suffer for this until you die."
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Darla Turned around to face to the man, who had clearly had to many. She place her hands on her hips, the one hand on her revolver ready to fire. She chuckled befor saying in a sassier tone then she had used before, "Well, debts carrying over don't matter much, Since my daddy ain't dead. Wish I could tell ya where he was, but I ain't seen him for a stretch now. As for this money, I believe its mine, I Swindled it fair and square." she said as an ace of clubs fell from her sleeve into her off hand seamlessly. Her other finger spinning the barrel of her gun, setting it to a smoke bullet, before clicking the trigger, blasting the bullet into the ground releasing a large puff of smoke, she quickly rolled to the side of the man.
The Smoke settled after a few seconds, she held her gun to the side of his head, "Now this money is going towards the orphanage down the street, and I know you wouldn't want to starve children, so I'm just gonna leave, and you haven't seen me." She said in a more serious tone, her accent slightly dulled, and her eyes conveying her clear anger. She turned around and started to walk off. "Oh and you can have this back, just be more careful who you pull it on," she said as she dropped the now emptied gun of his on the ground behind her.
The Smoke settled after a few seconds, she held her gun to the side of his head, "Now this money is going towards the orphanage down the street, and I know you wouldn't want to starve children, so I'm just gonna leave, and you haven't seen me." She said in a more serious tone, her accent slightly dulled, and her eyes conveying her clear anger. She turned around and started to walk off. "Oh and you can have this back, just be more careful who you pull it on," she said as she dropped the now emptied gun of his on the ground behind her.
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Dynara... Alexanda tensed up ever so slightly as one of the men addressed her by the code name she went by when she was on patrol. So they knew, but as for the how and the why, those could probably be answered soon enough, under the condition that she let them into her home, of course.
"I see..." she replied, consciously keeping a calm demeanor. She then nodded as the same man moved aside to let her pass. "Very well, I'll be right with you."
Leaving the gentlemen at the elevator, Alexanda made her way outside to the dumpster as she pulled her phone out to send her brother a quick text.
"Some people are here, Danny. They know about Dynara. We're coming in, so stay in your room."
She then sighed in relief, pocketing the phone after receiving a 'thumbs up' emoji as a reply. The last thing she wanted was to get Daniel involved in whatever business these people wanted with her. Considering how much information they already had, it was highly likely that they knew she had a brother too. Still, she could hope, and besides, he probably had nothing to do with any of it.
Alexanda returned to the elevator and took the suited strangers back up to her apartment. She showed them in and shut the door behind her, inviting them to take their seats in the now vacant living room. The house was silent, and she was grateful that Daniel was able to keep from making any sound that might draw attention to him.
"So gentlemen," she began, after taking a seat herself. "Am I finally about to know where you're from and what this is all about?"
@BrokenWashing
"I see..." she replied, consciously keeping a calm demeanor. She then nodded as the same man moved aside to let her pass. "Very well, I'll be right with you."
Leaving the gentlemen at the elevator, Alexanda made her way outside to the dumpster as she pulled her phone out to send her brother a quick text.
"Some people are here, Danny. They know about Dynara. We're coming in, so stay in your room."
She then sighed in relief, pocketing the phone after receiving a 'thumbs up' emoji as a reply. The last thing she wanted was to get Daniel involved in whatever business these people wanted with her. Considering how much information they already had, it was highly likely that they knew she had a brother too. Still, she could hope, and besides, he probably had nothing to do with any of it.
Alexanda returned to the elevator and took the suited strangers back up to her apartment. She showed them in and shut the door behind her, inviting them to take their seats in the now vacant living room. The house was silent, and she was grateful that Daniel was able to keep from making any sound that might draw attention to him.
"So gentlemen," she began, after taking a seat herself. "Am I finally about to know where you're from and what this is all about?"
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@PKRaptor
The group of men approached Wayne and slapped a pair of steel handcuffs on his wrists. A small needle was stuck into his arm and Wayne slowly blacked out.
Up above the park an amused sniper watched with amazement. "I have got to get me some more of these bad boys."
No-one in the park had a clue of the event that had just taken place. The old lady kept feeding her ducks, the drug deal continued and the family enjoyed their picnic unaware that an "old man" had just been shot on a bench just two hundred metres from where they sat.
@Burning Kitty
The Gang Bangers' Chevrolet Impala slammed into rear end of the van. It's front crumpled against the reinforced back doors leaving a large dent. The driver of the car flew forwards towards the windscreen, the seatbelt laying un-clipped beside him.
The driver of the TDP Van had been waiting patiently for the mission to be complete. He was a young man who had only been with the organisation for a month excluding training and this was his first real assignment. Looking out the window he saw things going to shit. People were fighting everywhere and one of his teammates had even been shot. Picking up a walkie talky he spoke into it, "Code 33, requesting backup. Bring in the bright man."
30 seconds later and a brilliant glow shone over the parking lot. The Defiance Project's literal Golden Boy floated into the scene, Irradiance. The TPD agents parted allowing him a path straight towards the sisters. As he approached them he launched a volley of energy beams at the funeral goers, not enough to kill any but certainly incapacitate them. He continued until he was face to face with the Dixon sisters. With a still beaming smile he shouted over the ringing of the sonic grenade, "So sorry about the way they approached you! You see, the higher ups thought this would be the perfect time to recruit you! Thought the whole funeral thing might weaken your powers! Well you sure showed them!" The ringing finally stopped. "We think you could be great assets to the team, now what say you let go of your hold on these innocent people and we talk like people?"
@Deadlyrose9641
Carl stepped forward to pick up the now empty weapon as Darla walked away. He paused and a computer mind whirred. Advanced trigonometric calculations appeared in his head and invisible laser beams mapped out a tragectory path. With unnatural speed and strength he threw the gun. It flew through the air and hit Darla square in the back of the head knocking her over. He strolled over and picked up the bag of money. "As for this money, I believe its mine, I Swindled it fair and square." He gave a throaty laugh and kicked her with a sythetic metal leg.
@Raptra
"Yes, yes you are." The grey suit replied. The black suit chipped in saying, "As I'm sure the both of us know, crime is on the rise. In particular super powered crime. In this day and age the world gets threatened on a daily basis." The Teal Suit, "That's where you slot in. Our employers have been monitoring your actions for the past few months and we have to say, they're impressed." Grey suit, "Now wouldn't it be cool if, instead of nightly patrols, you had a team working twenty four hours a day giving you a constant news feed, telling you where to be and who to fight. That and more can be yours if you choose to join the Defiance Project." Three men became two and two men became one until just the man in black remained. He reached for a slice of pizza. "Speech over. I can't tell you more until I know if you're in or not. So wadd'ya say?" He turned behind him, "Yo! Little Bro! You can come out now, we know you're in here somewhere." Looking back to Dynara he smiled.
The group of men approached Wayne and slapped a pair of steel handcuffs on his wrists. A small needle was stuck into his arm and Wayne slowly blacked out.
Up above the park an amused sniper watched with amazement. "I have got to get me some more of these bad boys."
No-one in the park had a clue of the event that had just taken place. The old lady kept feeding her ducks, the drug deal continued and the family enjoyed their picnic unaware that an "old man" had just been shot on a bench just two hundred metres from where they sat.
@Burning Kitty
The Gang Bangers' Chevrolet Impala slammed into rear end of the van. It's front crumpled against the reinforced back doors leaving a large dent. The driver of the car flew forwards towards the windscreen, the seatbelt laying un-clipped beside him.
The driver of the TDP Van had been waiting patiently for the mission to be complete. He was a young man who had only been with the organisation for a month excluding training and this was his first real assignment. Looking out the window he saw things going to shit. People were fighting everywhere and one of his teammates had even been shot. Picking up a walkie talky he spoke into it, "Code 33, requesting backup. Bring in the bright man."
30 seconds later and a brilliant glow shone over the parking lot. The Defiance Project's literal Golden Boy floated into the scene, Irradiance. The TPD agents parted allowing him a path straight towards the sisters. As he approached them he launched a volley of energy beams at the funeral goers, not enough to kill any but certainly incapacitate them. He continued until he was face to face with the Dixon sisters. With a still beaming smile he shouted over the ringing of the sonic grenade, "So sorry about the way they approached you! You see, the higher ups thought this would be the perfect time to recruit you! Thought the whole funeral thing might weaken your powers! Well you sure showed them!" The ringing finally stopped. "We think you could be great assets to the team, now what say you let go of your hold on these innocent people and we talk like people?"
@Deadlyrose9641
Carl stepped forward to pick up the now empty weapon as Darla walked away. He paused and a computer mind whirred. Advanced trigonometric calculations appeared in his head and invisible laser beams mapped out a tragectory path. With unnatural speed and strength he threw the gun. It flew through the air and hit Darla square in the back of the head knocking her over. He strolled over and picked up the bag of money. "As for this money, I believe its mine, I Swindled it fair and square." He gave a throaty laugh and kicked her with a sythetic metal leg.
@Raptra
"Yes, yes you are." The grey suit replied. The black suit chipped in saying, "As I'm sure the both of us know, crime is on the rise. In particular super powered crime. In this day and age the world gets threatened on a daily basis." The Teal Suit, "That's where you slot in. Our employers have been monitoring your actions for the past few months and we have to say, they're impressed." Grey suit, "Now wouldn't it be cool if, instead of nightly patrols, you had a team working twenty four hours a day giving you a constant news feed, telling you where to be and who to fight. That and more can be yours if you choose to join the Defiance Project." Three men became two and two men became one until just the man in black remained. He reached for a slice of pizza. "Speech over. I can't tell you more until I know if you're in or not. So wadd'ya say?" He turned behind him, "Yo! Little Bro! You can come out now, we know you're in here somewhere." Looking back to Dynara he smiled.
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