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"Do anything, I'm ready" Jester smirked.
Jester snatched the blind fold out of the bowman's hand, he covered his eyes and tightly tied it behind his head. Plunged into darkness he turned in the direction of his partner "Come at me!" Jester grinned.
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Jester hadn't thought of what to tell people what he could do, he knew he shouldn't tell the truth but he couldn't think of a plausible lie. With his mind churning he thought of it "I have telekinesis." he lied "And you?".
Jester looked around the room for a partner, trying to find someone suitable. He decided to partner with the man in the black and red cloak, Jester approached the man "Neither of us have partners, would you like work with me?" he asked slyly.
Name: Alex Johnson Age: 21 Gender: Male Power: Shadow Manipulation Appearance: Bio: Alex manifested his powers at an early age, once he realized he could control shadows he slaughtered men and women mercilessly by manipulating peoples movements with their shadows, earning him the nickname Shadow Puppeteer. The Blades have been hunting down the elusive Shadow Puppeteer for many years, yet still unable to catch him; they are closer than they have ever been. Outcasts 4 lyfe
Jester was amused by the fact he was thought of as a hero, all of the people around thought him to be the same as them. They couldn't have been more wrong, he found himself among his enemies and tried to blend in, acting like they would, kind, caring, and helpful. Captain, the woman seemingly in charge had told them to go to the training room, however Jester had decided to snoop around first. He walked slowly through the darkened halls, finding nothing but empty rooms and dead ends. Eventually he became bored and decided to head to the training area, he emerged into a room with rough stone walls, thin mats laid out on the floor, and work-out equipment. There was a single man in the room, he wore nothing but his pants, Jester walked past him to a steel door and twisted the knob; locked. With a sigh Jester lay down on the training mat and closed his eyes.
Jester found this "Captain" character quite ridiculous, he chuckled slightly at the thought of wearing sunglasses in the dark. He took a moment to scope everyone in the room, there seemed to be a man who could conjure candy at will, a shark human hybrid, a rebellious man, there even seemed to be a cyborg of sorts. Feeling comfortable that no one knew he wished to end the lives of everyone in this room, he took a seat in the far corner and waited.
Jester had come to the address on the piece of paper, he waited outside the rundown seemingly empty building. It looked as though no one had been in it for a long time, he was about to give up when he heard voices coming from inside, on edge; Jester crept inside. Stalking silently he searched around and found nothing but a stair case descending with no end in sight, voices echoed up from the bottom of the stairs. Jester let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding and walked down the stairs, when he came to the bottom he saw a group of assorted men and women, something was different about them. They all stared at the new comer, intense eyes boring into him. He looked around taking in his surroundings, there was barely any light, there was only a single flat-screen television, computers, and a kitchenette. Most of the people sat on the half circle couch, "Hello" greeted Jester feigning friendliness.
colorful hero cape man is an npc btw
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