DJAtomika

All Together Now (Superhero Team RP)

@TheWizardLizard So how are we gonna go about advancing the plot with Alex and Eliza?

Streetlight Dragonflies

@Hellis WHY HELLO THERE

Streetlight Dragonflies

God dammit Porcupine. That nickname for David's gonna stick, isn't it.

Justice League: Shadow of the Gods

I think I shall make a Lantern then. Probably a Green first, then a Blue later on if the situation permits it.

Justice League: Shadow of the Gods

@MrDidact You say this and I might just make a Green Lantern.

Question: do Lanterns of other colours (Yellow and Red notwithstanding) often work together? I admit I'm not too familiar with DC lore.

Justice League: Shadow of the Gods

I guess since @Rtron dragged me here and I've got a thing for superhero RPs. As long as we're making our own dudes and not controlling the existing DC characters?

All Together Now (Superhero Team RP)

I'm working on a collab with GM.

Omega Serenade

As he shot off an email to his contact to help him launder their ill-gotten gains, Hazan glanced at Daro and sighed in a mock gesture of exasperation.

"Young folk these don't appreciate the fine details of performing surveillance. It's all about patience, hehe."

The jokes were a welcome change of pace. The apartment Daro had chosen was a nice place, overlooking a rather sordid piece of Omega's history, something he'd admired about the mysterious Archangel. Holding off three mercenary companies by himself, now that was Spectre material, right there. No one even knew who he was. All Hazan knew was that he'd been spirited away before the mercs came crashing down onto him. Safe and sound. It felt the same way here, except that he wasn't alone.

"In the long run? I don't really know. All I do know is that I want to make a name for myself. Do something good for this station, like Archangel did. Maybe make it slightly less of a shithole. I left the Navy to go make a name for myself, not to spend the rest of my life stuck in bureaucracy. A turian my age only gets into the command life after his ten years of active service, sitting behind a desk doing paperwork. That's just not my thing. S'why I'm here. We started this, we should commit all the way to the end."

Hazan sat up and stretched, laying his datapad on the table while he grabbed his glass of brandy and took a good, long swig. It felt good to take a break, especially since he'd been on back-to-back contracts almost the entire time he'd stayed on Omega. The peace was welcome.

"Business as usual for me involves stuff like this, unfortunately. One of these days someone's going to make a contract on Perix, and I'd rather it be sooner than later. And it feels like you'd like to be the one who pulls the trigger."

The slender turian glanced at Daro and shrugged.

"Plus, I could use the company. Being a solo act for so long makes a guy lonely, y'know? Feels good to have someone to talk to. And we do make a good team; I get to do all your dirty work in exchange for healthcare."

Streetlight Dragonflies

@Not Fishing @lady horatio @Rabidporcupine

David studied the two photographs side by side. Their resemblance was very uncanny, almost as if they'd been taken at the same time... Actually, on further inspection, the pictures were exactly alike, down to the pixel almost.

"Huh... That's really weird..."

And suddenly there was a commotion. David grabbed his camera and trained it at the bathroom door as one of the staff members, an older, taller lady, attempted to open the locked door where the little girl was supposedly hiding. He snapped a picture of this scene, even as others around him did the same. The chaos was unfamiliar and familiar at the same time; the stampede of people trying to leave, while the few concerned citizens around him stayed to help. It felt like when he'd taken photos of the aftermath of a school shooting right here in the US. The same sort of panic and fear that existed in herds of buffalo that were being hunted by lions in the African savannah. The pictures he took of the breakfast crowd barging out of the diner weren't great; mostly blurry images of people moving, with the few candid images of the same concerned people in various states of either helping out or...doing something, he wasn't sure what.

Then the loud bang of the bathroom stall door drew his attention. Even though the bathroom door was locked, he watched as bright green vines grew around it almost like time was in fast forward. The lady pressed against the door called out to someone for a key. David took a series of rapid-fire pictures as the door was surrounded by vines, framing Eleanor in green.

Then she vanished. The silence that followed broken only by the click of his camera's shutter as his finger pressed upon it. His mouth was agape.

"Oh."

Without saying another word, David stood from his seat and ran to the back of the diner where his things were. He slammed his Macbook closed, shoved it into his satchel and slung the entire thing around his body. He also instinctively grabbed the fork and knife he'd used to cut up his waffles, gobbled down the bit of bacon left on his fork and followed the rest of the crowd out. He had a gut feeling...just a gut feeling, but in all his years of journalism, his gut hadn't failed him that often. But just before he left, he heard it.

The unmistakable sound of someone screaming.

Inside the bathroom.

"...shit."

Caught between a rock and a hard place, he sought out the young man behind the counter.

"Mister? We need to get that bathroom open. I heard a lady screaming her head off in there. Whatever took your sister might get to her too, we need to get her out of there and fast."

Streetlight Dragonflies

@Mokley @Not Fishing @lady horatio David's gonna do a stupid and try to rescue Jill. He's gonna find the diner's lone fire extinguisher and try to smash open the locked door that way. That okay?

EDIT: Never mind I just noticed Jeremy there too. He's going to insist to rescue Jill.