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@Apollo Glad to have you! I really like Sayuri! Super excited to see what you have in store for us!
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@Penguin Its all good!
BUT WHAT WILL WE DO?!?
Curtis barely had time to look away from Rose before they door swung open and a man in black armor came charging in. Curtis barely noticed the man, all he saw was the gun that the intruder was brandishing.
"Its been a long day. Now this is my last stop before I can head home for some much needed rest. You all can give up or I can end you all by force. The choice is yours."
He heard the gun being cocked, ready to fire at someone. Currently that someone was Ash. Honestly this whole thing seemed kind of absurd to Curtis. This guy did seem to know a thing or two, but he was horribly outnumbered. Maybe he was all bark and no bite. Maybe they could all just smooth this over. Before Curtis had the chance to say anything to the armored man Ash was already retaliating. Everything seemed to move in slow motion. Ash reached down and grabbed the floor beneath Rose's feet and pulled it up. Pulled up the CONCRETE. Curtis couldn't make sense of it. That was HIS power, not Ash's. How the hell did Ash manage to do that? After they got through this he was going to have to talk to Ash about it. They were supposed to be brothers, and brothers should keep secrets like that. However right now Ash was back to using his normal abilities. He body was a bonfire, completely enveloped in crackling flames. Ash screamed, and rushed at the man. Suddenly a boom echoed through the room, louder than the flames and Ash's roar. All of the flames subsided, the only smoke in the room being a wisp escaping from the end of the man's gun.
Curtis looked at his brother's body lifeless on the ground. He dropped to his knees in shock. His twin brother was gone. The only person he felt like he could talk to about this crazy shit. Tears running down he face he looked up at the man, who had turned to face him. He sent up tiles to strike the man, but they shattered against his armor. In a calm, methodical fashion he placed the barrel of the gun against Curtis's forehead. "Its a shame. The other one put up a much better fight."
Curtis closed his eyes

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The gun bucked slightly in Phi's hand as he put down the second meta. This one didn't even put up a fight. It was always more fun when they fought. With two disposed of he turned to the remaining metas in the cafe. Phi focused on the area around his left hand. Slowly a semi-transparent blade formed in his left hand. Barely two feet long, the blade was made completely out of the might of his mind. While not his favorite ability the psionic weapons he could make did come in handy on occasion. Phi pointed his gun at the girl by the counter and motioned his blade towards the two laying on top of each other on the ground. "Now. I'll ask you all one more time. Are you going to give up? Or will you make the mistake that the hothead made?"

You see, its funny cause......
Oh wait......
Its not funny at all......
oh lord
*runs away crying*
HOLY CRAP THERE ARE BAD GUYS IN THIS UNIVERSE TOO!
WHAT SHALL OUR GROUP OF HEROES DO!?!

For Future Reference Phi looks like this!


And a quick spoiler. He has a bit more than a single power, and is VERY good at what he does.

Secondly, would all the lovelies still here fire off with something letting me know? Thanks!
Curtis couldn't believe his eyes. Everything was going to hell in a hand basket. Luckily Carson had enough composure to get up and actually close the blinds. Maybe now they could at least get some talking in before the mall went completely crazy.

"I can do something, I think." it slipped out in something of an unsure voice, the wavering voice was almost childishly perplexed. He directed it mostly to Curtis, trying to block Ash from his line of vision because the snake didn't seem as interested in him as the blonde girl and he wasn't about to question it. As much as he preferred animals to humans, snakes had never appreciated his company much. He had always liked dogs the best anyhow, if his dad hadn't been such a neat freak then he would have tried to adopt as many as he could. "Two days ago, at this party, y'know. People keep blathering about it and this place is small. Anyway-"

Spinning his hand in some motion that was supposed to inspire him to keep talking instead of clamming up out of fear. Ah, hell. He was becoming a hermit anyway. Right? Right? Words began to tumble out before anyone could stop them. "I was a little disoriented and I don't know- God, I just thought I was drunk or something but I didn't even drink that much- This girl like told me this kid was trying to get my attention? And I don't know any kids so I was rightfully confused but I like got a good look at him and he was me. He was me when I was like four and I tried talking to him but he was like four, and he kept telling me I looked like his dad- huge insult by the way, I look nothing like my father- and he kept smiling like an imp which means that I used to smile like an imp and that's horrifying. Why didn't my parents toss some holy water on me and call it a day?" laughter, nervous, pitched laughter. Did this kid ever shut up?

"Point is, I guess, I think I can do that. Whatever that is, y'know? I- I think I can make more of me but- I haven't tried it again because I've been scared senseless and I'm still scared senseless, even more than I am right now. Can you imagine that? Do you know there's a legend about seeing doppelgängers and dying? I'd rather not die anytime soon- I- Sorry. I'm being endless. Just- Yeah."

"Wow Carson. That's crazy. What a wild story." Rose commented and patted his shoulder gently, "I hope that works out for you well buddy... Mom! Is that you waiting outside the coffee shop? I hear you mom! I'm coming!" and with that, she made a bolt for the door.

Before Curtis could even ask her to stop Ash had thrown more flames towards the door.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, sugar," Ash made a throaty growl, flicking his wrist toward the door. A torrent of flame roared from his hand, flames splashing against the door and dropping down to shroud the door in a wall of smoldering metal and rumbling flames. "Careful, girly. I'm can play nice, but fire ain't too picky on what it likes to cuddle with.

He offered her a hand and motioned with his head to the room and the small group of powered people. "Now," Ash's lips turned in a chesire cat grin, "Let's all act civilised and get to know one another. We got about ten minutes before the fire department shows up and I'm not letting that flame go away. Play nice and I'll do the same sugar. You don't wanna get smart and you don't wanna get mean, cause I'll win, honey. I'll win and you'll be right back where you started."

"Everyone just calm down", Curtis said as he allowed the tiles to fall onto the floor, "We're all just a little excited because we know we aren't alone. Ash, brother o' mine, will you pretty please get rid of some of this fire? We aren't all as ready to cope with it as you are, and in return I'm sure Rose won't try to run away! Right Rose?" Curtis shot Rose a pleading look when he said her name. He didn't want to see anyone get hurt, or much more damage done to his favorite cafe either.

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Phi walked across the parking lot leading to Pavar's Mall. While he could sense a few more metahumans in the town it seems that at least five of them had taken refuge inside of the mall. Those fools, he thought to himself. With all of them so clustered together it would be quite easy to dispose of all of them properly. After another minute of walking Phi finally reached the entrance to Mall, one of the electronic doors seemed to be malfunctioning. He made note of the faulty door while he entered the building. His appearance got him more than a few glances as he made his way towards the cafe across the food court. It didn't matter. In his line of work you had to use all the protection you could get, which in his case was the best suit of armor Upsilon could build. Phi finally made it to the door of the cafe, the scent of metahumans on the other side was almost palpable. He slowly placed his hand on the door. It was hot. One of the metas must be a pyrokinetic. Those can get annoying. With the door so hot a calm entrance we out of the questions. Phi took a step back and kicked the door in, quickly stepping inside once the door swung open. He did a quick survey of the room, three males and two females. All metas. Phi drew his large handgun from the holster on his right hip and pointed it at the male bathed in flames. "Its been a long day. Now this is my last stop before I can head home for some much needed rest. You all can give up or I can end you all by force. The choice is yours." He cocked the gun in his hand, not moving it from its position.
Look at us, all sharing names and being super cute and shit!
5476 miles later and I am back from vacation!
I'm gonna go ahead and pass out now!
Expect kickass post up either late tomorrow or during the day Sunday!
OH GOD NO.
NOW EVERYONE KNOWS MY SUPER COMMON FIRST NAME.
THEY CAN TRACK ME DOWN.
I MUST ESCAPE.
*sound of rocket blasting off*
THEY'LL NEVER FIND ME IN SPACE!
For future reference, Chris is me xD
I've been on vacation (read as: in prison) for the last two weeks. I'll be home late tomorrow, so exciting post will be up Saturday/Sunday!
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