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That's actually the largest size there is for it. :P
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It's not as easy as saying you're with the League? :D
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Agnes -Killjoy
Nooks and crannies, all over the city. Places no one would ever consider looking into, or for that matter, think to be a place for hiding things. Agnes had a knack for turning otherwise unusable locations into secret stashes, confident in her abilities enough that even the greatest of gadgets she procured or invented seemed secure. Riding along the streets on a dirt bike, she stopped at the locations marked on her crumpled map, small X's in red marker denoting their many positions. She couldn't have memorized them all.
Grenades, C4 packages, pipe bombs, gasoline canisters, lighters, matches, and a pair of welding goggles were what was retrieved, stuffed into a worn-out backpack Killjoy carried with herself. The combined weight of the materials was uncomfortable, but she was as energized as ever, and no amount of heaviness would weigh her down. With a rev of the handlebar, Killjoy set off for the Cook County Jail, the thought of probation and trouble far behind her. The girl pulled out a stick of bubblegum and popped it into her mouth, adept enough to blow bubbles within a few seconds despite its dwindling hardness. Zooming down the streets, she screeched to a halt, turning her bike to absorb the momentum even more quickly. Agnes stepped off her bike, letting it drop to the ground unceremoniously.
"Hot damn this'll be amazing!" she howled, swinging her arm downwards. She popped a bubble as she looked over the carnage, eyeing the many monstrous forms that clamored about the exterior of the prison. Folks didn't want anyone to get in, clearly. Agnes pulled up a pistol from the sling on her thigh, spinning it about on her finger once before stopping it in its proper place. With a click, she grabbed a grenade clipped to her belt, tossing it up and down a few times in contemplation.
"Can't imagine it'd be bad to kill all these critters. No harm done right?" Agnes spoke to herself. She shook her arm violently, rattling the grenade in her hand. Her voice became growling, mimicking that of a gruff man as best she could. "KILLJOY I'M ITCHIN' TO MAKE HURT. THROW ME. THROW ME!"
"Have some patience my liege. Just kidding have at it!" Killjoy stepped forward and threw her arm into it, lobbing the grenade a good distance away. "Pew!" she feigned a gun sign at the soaring explosive, and instantly it detonated above the menagerie of monsters. That surely caught their attention at that point, and Killjoy was well under way firing her magnum into the heads and bodies of those nearby; whichever ones looked juiciest. Killjoy made a sidestepping approach to the creatures, careful not to let them get too close for her to make an escape. The heroes needed to get in, and she needed to wreak havoc. Perfect!
Killjoy resolved to focus her attention on cutting down the enemies numbers rather than infiltrate the compound. She could kill these guys to her hearts content after all; exactly what she wanted to do! Killjoy's screams of laughter crew more and more intense with each supernatural body she counted, a hail of fire, flame, and blast unleashed upon the darkness.
Nooks and crannies, all over the city. Places no one would ever consider looking into, or for that matter, think to be a place for hiding things. Agnes had a knack for turning otherwise unusable locations into secret stashes, confident in her abilities enough that even the greatest of gadgets she procured or invented seemed secure. Riding along the streets on a dirt bike, she stopped at the locations marked on her crumpled map, small X's in red marker denoting their many positions. She couldn't have memorized them all.
Grenades, C4 packages, pipe bombs, gasoline canisters, lighters, matches, and a pair of welding goggles were what was retrieved, stuffed into a worn-out backpack Killjoy carried with herself. The combined weight of the materials was uncomfortable, but she was as energized as ever, and no amount of heaviness would weigh her down. With a rev of the handlebar, Killjoy set off for the Cook County Jail, the thought of probation and trouble far behind her. The girl pulled out a stick of bubblegum and popped it into her mouth, adept enough to blow bubbles within a few seconds despite its dwindling hardness. Zooming down the streets, she screeched to a halt, turning her bike to absorb the momentum even more quickly. Agnes stepped off her bike, letting it drop to the ground unceremoniously.
"Hot damn this'll be amazing!" she howled, swinging her arm downwards. She popped a bubble as she looked over the carnage, eyeing the many monstrous forms that clamored about the exterior of the prison. Folks didn't want anyone to get in, clearly. Agnes pulled up a pistol from the sling on her thigh, spinning it about on her finger once before stopping it in its proper place. With a click, she grabbed a grenade clipped to her belt, tossing it up and down a few times in contemplation.
"Can't imagine it'd be bad to kill all these critters. No harm done right?" Agnes spoke to herself. She shook her arm violently, rattling the grenade in her hand. Her voice became growling, mimicking that of a gruff man as best she could. "KILLJOY I'M ITCHIN' TO MAKE HURT. THROW ME. THROW ME!"
"Have some patience my liege. Just kidding have at it!" Killjoy stepped forward and threw her arm into it, lobbing the grenade a good distance away. "Pew!" she feigned a gun sign at the soaring explosive, and instantly it detonated above the menagerie of monsters. That surely caught their attention at that point, and Killjoy was well under way firing her magnum into the heads and bodies of those nearby; whichever ones looked juiciest. Killjoy made a sidestepping approach to the creatures, careful not to let them get too close for her to make an escape. The heroes needed to get in, and she needed to wreak havoc. Perfect!
Killjoy resolved to focus her attention on cutting down the enemies numbers rather than infiltrate the compound. She could kill these guys to her hearts content after all; exactly what she wanted to do! Killjoy's screams of laughter crew more and more intense with each supernatural body she counted, a hail of fire, flame, and blast unleashed upon the darkness.
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I'm pretty confused as well about the same thing. :\
Okay well that I could understand.
I did mention he hid himself, albeit indirectly. It knows it cannot do things so obviously, and has primarily targeted low-tier supers who wouldn't cause a hullabaloo during a fight. Minimize the obviousness of his actions, so to speak. After the deed is done, he goes back into hiding, waiting for the next target to be decided and the opportunity to arise; he wouldn't do such a thing in the middle of a busy intersection.
What if I made him more human-sized and gave him a cloaking field? Would that make it more plausible? Of course I'd have to change his backstory such that it doesn't involve time travel, cool as it is.
I did mention he hid himself, albeit indirectly. It knows it cannot do things so obviously, and has primarily targeted low-tier supers who wouldn't cause a hullabaloo during a fight. Minimize the obviousness of his actions, so to speak. After the deed is done, he goes back into hiding, waiting for the next target to be decided and the opportunity to arise; he wouldn't do such a thing in the middle of a busy intersection.
What if I made him more human-sized and gave him a cloaking field? Would that make it more plausible? Of course I'd have to change his backstory such that it doesn't involve time travel, cool as it is.
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Polyphemus said
I don't know what she's going to do. Guess we need to find who put it up in the first place and take care of him/ her/ it.
Exactly. Killjoy, while able to blow explosives up with her mind, has to actually place the explosives there if something isn't already available (like a gas pipe or propane tank lying around). If Killjoy doesn't even know who's putting up the field, she's useless.
Figure out who it is, and Agnes can scan for something that could take down the wizard emanating the field, or ask for someone to implant an explosive nearby them for her to detonate.
I played the "time-traveling" such that its occurrence affected little in the way of the current world. Rather than having traveled directly back in time in his own world, he was switched to a different timeline similar to his original's past. This means his actions in the "past" (the present of First Blood) don't do any timeline mumbo-jumbo to the world he's in. It's already been established by yourself that other worlds beyond Earth exist, so I don't understand how it isn't a plot device already.
No more "overt" than villains living in the world already. I'm sure you've devised supervillains that have killed heroes before, and are still at large. If that isn't the case then the League is damn near perfect in its ability to apprehend criminals. I don't believe you intend for this Jailbreak/Hostage situation to go perfectly, and in such a case the League isn't capable of countering every evil force there is.
I don't mean to argue for the sake of arguing; I want to defend the ideas I have as best I can.
No more "overt" than villains living in the world already. I'm sure you've devised supervillains that have killed heroes before, and are still at large. If that isn't the case then the League is damn near perfect in its ability to apprehend criminals. I don't believe you intend for this Jailbreak/Hostage situation to go perfectly, and in such a case the League isn't capable of countering every evil force there is.
I don't mean to argue for the sake of arguing; I want to defend the ideas I have as best I can.
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He Who Walks Behind said
Cordelia will probably go the jail and/or loot shit in the chaotic aftermath.
I'd imagine the best she finds is poorly made shanks and terrible food.
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BlackSam3091 said
Agnes leaves enough people alive to have a Rogues gallery?
Agnes is too new as a hero to have rogues in the first place. :P But good point.
These are just villains I'd like to see/play when the time comes.
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