Amelian Draco Member
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STATUS: New book, new adventure, new way to procrastinate 8 yrs ago
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New book, new adventure, new way to procrastinate
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Just made scrambled eggs for the first time, am real adult now?
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do you know the muffinman?
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My god I hate mornings
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just finsished three CS, thank you kid cudi
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John was only a couple blocks away from his destination. The building was on of the more worn down ones, but it still stood. The man he was meeting was Jerome Owens. His brother, Jackson, was the Vise president of JTeachs. The fact that that Jackson is uneasy about his own employer meet that there was a chance of having a mole close to Mr. Moth.
"Give me all of your money!" A man had appeared and broke his train of thought. The man held a small revolver and pointed it at him. There was something odd about this thug. He held the gun like a professional, and was nicely groomed. If this was someone from the streets John might have gone easy on him, but this was odd.
John forced the man's shadow to shoot up. The end of it slices through the man's hand and sends the gun flying. Forcing his shadow to force him towards the man, John landed a blow to his jaw and a knee to the ribs. The thug manged to get some distance between the both of them.
"Boss didn't say anything about you having this much control," blood dripped from both his hand and lip. Behind him a fire busted from a window in the building John was heading to. "I'll deal with you later," there was a bright flash of light then the man was gone. John didn't have time to waste, because he had a good guess of who's floor was on fire.
"Give me all of your money!" A man had appeared and broke his train of thought. The man held a small revolver and pointed it at him. There was something odd about this thug. He held the gun like a professional, and was nicely groomed. If this was someone from the streets John might have gone easy on him, but this was odd.
John forced the man's shadow to shoot up. The end of it slices through the man's hand and sends the gun flying. Forcing his shadow to force him towards the man, John landed a blow to his jaw and a knee to the ribs. The thug manged to get some distance between the both of them.
"Boss didn't say anything about you having this much control," blood dripped from both his hand and lip. Behind him a fire busted from a window in the building John was heading to. "I'll deal with you later," there was a bright flash of light then the man was gone. John didn't have time to waste, because he had a good guess of who's floor was on fire.
John started to breath heavily as he concentrated on the targets before him. Five Glas bottles sat at different levels. He forced the bottles to shoot them up into the air. Johnn waits for a moment. As the bottles begin to fall Johnn's shoots out into five branches. He forces it to catch them. Pieces of glass fall to the ground. He had crushed one of them on accident. Cussing under his breath, he looked an alarm clock he had set up close by. "6:30, it's almost night," He sighed then drank a water bottle. Setting off towards the surface.
Climbing out of an emergency subway exit that opened up into a back ally. The sun had just set, and the sky was clear of clouds. John set off towards a man who had been giving him information on JTechs. Apparently his brother was the vise president of the company, and is having second thoughts about the company's current involvements.
Sticking to the darker places of the streets, making his way towards one the abandoned buildings that seem to inhabit this area.
Climbing out of an emergency subway exit that opened up into a back ally. The sun had just set, and the sky was clear of clouds. John set off towards a man who had been giving him information on JTechs. Apparently his brother was the vise president of the company, and is having second thoughts about the company's current involvements.
Sticking to the darker places of the streets, making his way towards one the abandoned buildings that seem to inhabit this area.
@Undying Curiosity@NanoFreakV2I was planning on waiting for them, but we can go ahead and post. Just no speed posting
@hagrodenit could be either way. Grayshire was a small town
@hagrodensure, you could have played as a special effects. movie magic and such
@Undying Curiositydamn landlords
@Cinderella Manthat's cool with me
Alright everyone first post is up. I'm about to go to work so it'll be a couple of hours till I can actually get Dr. Stigma into action
After the Gray Bomb dropping the city of New York had become troubled. The populous had been split between those who fear the people from Grayshire to people who question their government's actions. But no matter how you sided there was still the fact that it happened. The residents of Grayshire weren't meet with open arms. Though some could pass for normal and could get an apartment, many of the more obvious ones had trouble.
A handful had found a couple of abandoned buildings to live in. Some actually had family in New York, but anyone left ended up in the old metro. A handful of people do their best to keep people safe in the metro, or as they call it Haven, though people always have something to fear. being abandoned for about fifteen years. Many hoped they could hid there, but only time can tell if it will last.
In the business district of the city. People had begun to point fingers at the big companies. The one getting the most heat being JTechs. For years they have bragged about a formula that would be able to improve mankind, but they haven't given an official statement on the issue.
John had found a place deep within the old metro. Far enough to be left alone, but close enough to know if there was trouble. He stood in a barely lit room. Next to a wall a desk covered in papers, some of them falling onto the floor. Above the desk is a detailed map of the city, and small cot sits in the corner with a journal sitting on it. In the center of the room in another desk, but on this one sits a metal mask. The mask was made for him by a man who could manipulate metal.
John sat at the desk covered in papers. Most of the papers had information on people he suspected where involved with the Gray Bomb. the page he held was Daniel Moth, the CEO of JTechs. Recently Daniel had locked himself inside his penthouse on top of the JTechs building. The building had top of the line security so getting to Mr. Moth was going to be a challenge.
Sighing, John set down the page and stood. "Maybe I'm looking at this wrong." He said as be picked up his mask. Putting on the mask he went out into the tunnel to practice.
A handful had found a couple of abandoned buildings to live in. Some actually had family in New York, but anyone left ended up in the old metro. A handful of people do their best to keep people safe in the metro, or as they call it Haven, though people always have something to fear. being abandoned for about fifteen years. Many hoped they could hid there, but only time can tell if it will last.
In the business district of the city. People had begun to point fingers at the big companies. The one getting the most heat being JTechs. For years they have bragged about a formula that would be able to improve mankind, but they haven't given an official statement on the issue.
John had found a place deep within the old metro. Far enough to be left alone, but close enough to know if there was trouble. He stood in a barely lit room. Next to a wall a desk covered in papers, some of them falling onto the floor. Above the desk is a detailed map of the city, and small cot sits in the corner with a journal sitting on it. In the center of the room in another desk, but on this one sits a metal mask. The mask was made for him by a man who could manipulate metal.
John sat at the desk covered in papers. Most of the papers had information on people he suspected where involved with the Gray Bomb. the page he held was Daniel Moth, the CEO of JTechs. Recently Daniel had locked himself inside his penthouse on top of the JTechs building. The building had top of the line security so getting to Mr. Moth was going to be a challenge.
Sighing, John set down the page and stood. "Maybe I'm looking at this wrong." He said as be picked up his mask. Putting on the mask he went out into the tunnel to practice.
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