[IC] Masked Vigilante RP

[OscarioTheGuy]

The friend climbed out of the upper warehouse window and into the roof. He watched as Ninja and the Green Skull sped off into the direction of the firefight. After seeing the Samurai turn a corner with its passengers, he turned back towards where he climbed from and gave Bo a hand. "Man, we need some sort of vehicle. Maybe we should've asked the Reaper or something. Didn't he come in a car?"

He ran back, then sprinted off the roof of the factory at full speed, only to land on the pipe of the next building, which was taller than the factory, as it was an old rundown workers tenement. He stopped on the pipe and held out his hand in order to catch Bo. He would expect a response from him as they would travel. This method might not be as fast as tearing down the streets on a motorbike, but it sure as hell gave them the higher ground, and was fun too.

[SayZun]

"We can get there in no time" Bo said confidently looking out in the distance, "I'm sure we can make it there to give the other guys a hand"

He then watched as The Friend leaped off the roof and onto a pole ascending up a tenement. He grabbed onto the pipe tightly and stretched out his hand towards Bo. "Smart thinking!" He said leaping off the edge of the roof and swinging off The Friends hand and clinging onto the pole. They then started to quickly climb up.

[Dwarfdude194]

Edward was somewhat confused by the sudden flurry of activity, people scurrying about to various modes of transportation and peeling off into the night, vaguely hearing something about a firefight and a chance to prove his worth. Well, that's not the kind of invitation you can turn down. He quickly trudged ahead, grabbed a watch from... was that guy still here? It was hard to keep track of everything. He stuffed it in his pocket, hoping he could hear it if it... did whatever it was supposed to do? Grumbling under his breath, he burst out into the street, jogging down the mostly empty road ways. He definitely need something better than this, he decided, if he was going to be keeping pace with young, acrobatic types.

Gradually, he lost sight of most of them, feeling rather alone as he huffed along, every pound of his gear adding some extra thudding on his knees and agitating the burning he was starting to feel in his lungs. Though he could not see the others, he didn't really need to. The staccato burst of gunfire were a clear enough indicator of the general direction. He hoped he'd reach it before they'd cleared off: It would be a disappointment to miss out because he hadn't thought to drive to the secret meeting.

[BrownBear]

Charlie watched as all of the masked folks began to set off in different ways towards the chaos that the police were making their way towards. This was going to be a big fight, one that was not his style to take part in. He much preferred avoiding these kinds of fights. Weighing his options, he wondered if there was a way he could help but his only real answer was to join the fight. "This really isn't my style." He said to himself under his breath before joining in attempts at making his way towards the fight. He didn't move with any real sense of urgency, but a light jog. As he jogged, he took a look at the watch and found what he assumed to be the way to communicate. "Hello new friends, if you all would be so kind, tell me if there are any distinguishing features on the person or poeple the cops are fighting, I have a couple people who owe me favors or I have been targeting that if they are on my list somewhere, I might have helpful information." Con said over the watch. "Also, you all probably figured, but this is Con." He added before resuming his attempts at reaching the fight.

[OscarioTheGuy]

Sprinting across the rooftop with his new friend, Francis looked down towards the street only to see it empty, save for two lone joggers, Salamander and the Con. Would they make it on time to help out in the upcoming battle? he thought as he leaped across to a fire escape on the next tenement. He didn't realise his watch had been turned off, so he couldn't hear the Con. So he waited for his partner to jump without any access to whatever the Con had to say, and when he did, he helped him onto the fire escape. The two then climbed up onto the roof, where the firefight would be just on the next street. They would have to zip line across the street to get closer to where the gunshots were coming from.

The friend took out his spear and put it over a wire that went across the street. He then held onto it with his other hand, as tightly as he could. "Follow my lead." Bo's staff was also made out of metal, so ziplining would be no problem for the staff. His grip would have to be really good though. The Friend had a running start as he kicked off the roof and whizzed over the street, only just seeing the Ninja's motorbike speed off into an alleyway. When he reached the other rooftop, he held his spear as a pole and stood towards the cable, waiting for his comrade. The gunfight sounded so much closer than it was before. He knew that Ninja and the Green Skull would be the first to get on the scene, but as long as he and Bo and the others could get there and help on time, he knew the bastards wrecking Champion City finally had something to truly fear.

[rocketrobie2]

L33T smiled as he heard the first transmission through the watch from Con. L33T had to almost yell to get his voice to the watch "I think we're pretty much going in blind here. If I get there before you I can get you some details on them. How far are you?" He asked wondering how he was making his way to the fight.

[skeletor678]

Yuri was late home. Again. He has spent the day out of town, visiting his Uncle. He flicked on the light in his apartment. He sat down at his table and looked at the slightly cracked helmet across from him. Then he noticed something, a small sheet of paper sticking out of the crack. He reached for it and saw the green instantly. The Green Skull had contacted him. He violently flipped over the paper, seeing a time and location. He was late. "Fuck me". He slid on his pink, sleeveless hoodie and pulled on his helmet.

He slid down the fire escape and pulled the tarp away from his bike. He sat down and revved the engine. He was soon speeding towards his destination, cursing to himself constantly