My next two weeks will be hectic so hopefully my posting doesn't get too hindered. Just a friendly heads up.
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I was talking about Cassie, earlier when she was sitting on the bench eating Ice Cream, I saw her before teleporting behind a tree. As for the drones, I needed a good intro for him to meet her so I played it out like that, I can have the drone only be temporarily shut down and get back up. I will add though that my power makes me a good match for them, short circuiting them and such.This is why I waited on posting. I realize that they're machines but I still don't believe in completely controlling the situation.I think he's talking about cassie since she's one of the only people fighting the drones. I actually intended on the drones being able to take a hit at least, but that's okay lol....realized it was the brunette from earlier...To whom are you referring?
(Just so everyone's clear, the metal puck that I threw isn't exactly as bomb but more of an Arc Lightning generator. It would be emitting large and wide spread currents that look like this:
Bolt watched as heroes and villains started coming out of the woodwork. It was strangely magnificent to him. He wandered over to a nearby tree and leaned against it to get a good view of today's presentation. Civilians were running in a panic at this point, screaming for their lives. A small chuckle left Bolt's lips as a woman yelled, "They're gonna kill us all!" This just incited more panic and fear. "Hmpf, if we wanted you dead. You'd be dead." said Bolt in an annoyed tone. With all that was going on, he felt as if he would go unnoticed. This didn't bother him though, it was fun to watch.
Off in the distance a bit, Bolt could make out a flying silhouette combating robots. He made his was closer and realized it was the brunette from earlier. "Let's see if my seed of mystery has grown or if it needs some motivation." he said, running towards her at a good sprint. As he drew closer to her and likely made his presence known to her, he turned left on a dime and extended his palm out towards a drone. His hand emitting a strong electrical current, contact with the drone caused it to shut down and fall over. He practically rode it to the ground as it fell. "Evening." he said simply as he stood up, hoping to gain her interest.
Warren reappeared in his secluded lair, a fall out shelter that no one has claimed in years. He quickly put on his suit and then slid his helmet on over his head, now sheathing his sword and knife. The prototypes that Radomir gave him, he latched to his belt and then teleported out as quickly as he arrived. A loud crack in the distance, emering in the park from earlier. He wanted to recon the area and see if any of the Young Justice members had shown but a much better event had occurred, Warren approached the crowd to see what was happening. He passed by a man that he believed to be Orb Weaver but perhaps this was his true identity. Bolt gave the casual head nod but kept moving, not wanting to miss an opportunity to test out his new toys.
Now only 30 feet away from the crowd, all of their attention on the commotion ahead which Bolt still hadn't identified. It was likely a super powered battle but it could have easily been two chimps fighting with pocket knives. He didn't know, he didn't care. His hand reached for his belt and grabbed one of the pucks, readying it with his throwing arm. He sent a small charge through it to arm it and then let it fly past the crowd in hopes that whatever they were watching would have to deal with it.
Just out of curiosity, is anyone bothered by Overlord and Bolt having similar powers? Cause I didn't do it on purpose, I honestly never looked at anyone's CS until the day I started to interact with their characters.
Warren had an abundance of free time on his hands since declining any further contracts for a time being, all in hopes to score big with Orb Weaver. So he decided to visit a man by the name of Radomir, an elderly gentlemen of Czech decent. The same man that designed and built the suit that Warren wears to adorn the guise of Bolt, the Shocking Merc. He zipped through the power lines within Gotham until finally reaching his target location. Shooting out of the cable and quickly reverting back to normal as he landed. Warren cracked his neck to the left and right before entering the door. Descending down the stairs to the basement was the only way to reach Radomir but not before stopping at a heavy steel door with a number pad entry lock. Warren entered the 6 digit code and passed through the threshold of a brilliant inventor.
Walking into the first open door put Warren inside the developmental room where he was easily able to find the grey bearded man. "Ah, mister Bolt, jak se máte? How are you?" he repeated in english, some times forgetting that he slips into his native tongue from time to time. "I hope there's nothing wrong with the suit." Radomir added with a worried look. "It's fine. Just dropped by to see if you had any new projects." said Warren as he looked around, glancing at the various gadgets and vials that lined the shelves. "I do have something you may like." Radomir said with a devilish grin. He walked over to a desk and handed a small metal puck to Warren. "This is one of a few prototypes that I've designed especially for you. Simply apply an electric current and throw. The device has a 3 second delay before emitting wide arcs of radiant electric current for about 10 seconds. Great for setting traps, distractions or whatever clever use you can think of." he said with a pleased tone.
"And how many of these do you have?" Warren asked but as he did, Radomir handed him 4 more. "I will begin making more now that I can see they have caught your interest. You must leave me to work. Good day to you mister Bolt." he said in joking manner but he turned his back to the desk and began tinkering on what must have been another puck. Warren slipped the 5 he had been handed into his pockets and headed out. Radomir gave Bolt his brilliant prototypes in exchange for help acquiring rare materials or components. This was the nature of their relationship. Once Warren was back outside, he stretched a little before looking up at the clouds and closing his eyes. In a flash and loud crack, he vanished.
I just wanted to let everyone know that I'm still here, just considering my character's personality and the nature of his line of work. I have to wait for openings or get hired.
You could always just be holding onto my end to give to me later.ESPECIALLY not the icecream eaters. So, given the fact that Bolt has taken his leave, should we just say that the drop off was completed and the money was split amongst John and Warren as Jacque promised? I don't mind just having Jacque loitering a bit and taking his leave in my next post. -- EDIT I think that's what i'll do to keep the flow going.:( Everyone targetting a happy ice cream eating girl. Not even peace for an hour.No one is safe. Not even the ice cream eaters...
Not targeting, just gathering intel and probably more importantly, getting some face time in the RP as the new comer. On another note, I totally just realized everyone is between 15 and 19. I made my guy 24 without thinking. I adjusted it to 18 so he seems less creepy given his peers.Cassie is making it really easy for The Pariah to be able to take her. Its tempting...:( Everyone targetting a happy ice cream eating girl. Not even peace for an hour.
Bolt was sitting against the wall, twirling his knife in his fingers when he was asked the question about the money. The truth was, he had hardly spent any of the cash he'd earned since picking this career path. Only enough to survive on. Allowing these people or anyone for that matter to know this though, would be a huge mistake. "I may not look it but I'm a gambler, maybe I'll pay off my bookie or who knows. Probably just bet on the next horse." he finished with a small scoff. It was a poor attempt at a bluff but they wouldn't know that from the limited information they had on him. He always distanced himself, just his default. "Well lads, I'm gonna go for a stroll. I'll be in touch." said Bolt simply before vanishing in a loud crackling pop that left a small burn mark on the floor about shoulder length in diameter. The result from teleportation through electrons.
-Now in the same time zone as everyone else-
Warren had removed his suit and put on some regular clothes, the day was nice so he chose a pair of cargo shorts and a white T. He was walking through the park and admiring the sunshine and chirping birds, almost as a normal happy person would. In fact, he was following up on a lead from his contacts. Catching a glimpse now and then of a young brunette eating ice cream on a bench. Knowledge is power, as they say, and knowing your competition and their habits was always good for business. "So young, appearing so fragile yet one punch from her could shatter bones. Strange world we live in, strange indeed." he thought to himself, commonly discussing the world around him in his thoughts. He walked past a tree and then there was a loud crack and a singed patch of grass. If she had noticed his presence, she surely would notice his absence and that was enough to plant the seed. The seed of mystery which was a weapon all of it's own if harnessed correctly.
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