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𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗙𝗜𝗧𝗦
ORANGE COUNTY, CALIFORNIA
1.00 // CORAL CITY: THE CITY WITH HEART. PART 2
It only took a few minutes for Miguel to walk to Angel's Hand, but it appeared to be closed for good. The windows were boarded up, so it was impossible to see inside the building. But upon inspecting the door, it was unlocked for some strange reason. He knew it was an obvious trap set up for him by ICE agents, waiting to snatch him up as they did to his parents. So, Miguel thought of walking away until he saw an older man sitting on a bench and reading a newspaper. Usually, he won't have paid someone like attention until he glanced up at Miguel for a moment before looking back at the paper. That made him feel panicky and assumed that man was some kind of undercover (which wasn't likely but the paranoia got to him).
With no other choice now, Miguel sneakily entered the building, hoping nobody saw him.
Upon inside, Miguel scanned the room and noticed how incredibly quiet it was, which made him more anxious. So in a panic, he let out a "Hello" and regretted it almost immediately. It was one of the stupidest things he could have done. He was thinking of just surrendering on the spot, but nobody responded. In a way, he was somewhat relieved to know that he wasn't foolishly walking into a trap. Now, he wondered what to do next? The note said to come over here, but it didn't mention a time. Was he supposed to wait until someone came? There were more important things to do.
Holly remained hidden behind the counter, not sure what to do next. Upon hearing the young man's voice, she convinced herself that it was most likely someone (or even one of the owners) that saw her and followed her inside. After all, she was trespassing. So, she slowly emerged from the counter and accidentally frightened him. Holly tried to calm him down by putting her hands up and then started talking, "Sorry about surprising you... I don't know who you were, but we don't have to make a big deal out of this. I was about to leave anyway! So...?"
Miguel calmed down when he realized that she was too young to be working with the government. But, then her hiding probably meant she was 'M.' That's what he at least thought. So, he pulled out the note and showed it to her. "How do you know me? Why the note?"
"What note...? Wait!" Holly saw that the man's note was almost similar to hers. So, she pulled it out and showed it to him. "That note's similar to what I got earlier in the day!"
"So, if you didn't write the note, then who-"
Before Miguel could have finished his thought, the door opened again, and another young woman walked inside. She didn't realize there were other people until she closed the door and turned around. All three of them stood awkwardly, hoping someone would speak up instead of them. But eventually, the new girl broke her silence and asked what they were doing there. Holly answered without hesitation, "Both of us got a note telling us to come here."
"You did?" Roshanna was surprised that two other people were given a note. And upon inspecting them, it was basically the same. But what now? She studied the area for anything clues, but the bar was pretty much emptied when it went under. So, she sighed and asked them if there was anything here. Miguel shook his head, but Holly remembered the phone and answered by showing it to her.
"I found it lying on the counter, but it's either dead or broken. I left my charger at home, so I couldn't check."
Roshanna also forgot her phone charger at home, and Miguel didn't even have a phone. None of them didn't know what to do next until they heard something coming from the kitchen. The noise got closer and closer to the kitchen door, which was a struggle. But, the door eventually opened and revealed another young man standing there, surprised that there were people here. "Ummm... If you guys own this building, I'm sorry about the backdoor."
"We aren't the owners. Wait, what about th-"
"Let's just forget what I said." Lonnie tried desperately to change topics. "S-say, what are you guys doing here anyway?"
Miguel approached the stranger and showed his letter to him. "We were told to come here by a note. I assume that you also received a note?"
Lonnie nodded and showed his note off. As everyone was gathered around to talk about their messenger, all of the doors quietly locked themselves. But then, the supposed dead phone on Holly started to vibrate and starting up with a strange tone. She dropped it in surprise, causing a crack on the screen. After a few seconds of silence, the screen changed to a green background with a white letter 'M' in the center. And then, it started talking. "I see everyone is here. Good. Let's get started."
"Hold on." Lonnie grabbed the phone for the ground and started questioning it. "Before you say anything else, I want to know how the hell you found me."
"I want to know how you know... me so well." Miguel joined in.
"I will tell you all everything if this works."
"If what wo-" Before Holly could have finished her sentence, blue-purple gas began rising from the wooden floor and surrounded everyone. All four of them struggled to remain conscious and desperately tried to escape only to find the front door locked. Holly and Miguel were the first ones to pass out while Lonnie told Roshanna to follow him to the kitchen. But, the door was also locked, and he spent his last breath trying to kick the door open until he collapsed. Once everyone was unconscious, the gas began to disperse as two strangers entered for the kitchen, wearing a mask.
"Are you sure about this? You know how they will react once they wake up."
"Let's just hope my theory is right. Then, we can worry about the rest."
With no other choice now, Miguel sneakily entered the building, hoping nobody saw him.
Upon inside, Miguel scanned the room and noticed how incredibly quiet it was, which made him more anxious. So in a panic, he let out a "Hello" and regretted it almost immediately. It was one of the stupidest things he could have done. He was thinking of just surrendering on the spot, but nobody responded. In a way, he was somewhat relieved to know that he wasn't foolishly walking into a trap. Now, he wondered what to do next? The note said to come over here, but it didn't mention a time. Was he supposed to wait until someone came? There were more important things to do.
Holly remained hidden behind the counter, not sure what to do next. Upon hearing the young man's voice, she convinced herself that it was most likely someone (or even one of the owners) that saw her and followed her inside. After all, she was trespassing. So, she slowly emerged from the counter and accidentally frightened him. Holly tried to calm him down by putting her hands up and then started talking, "Sorry about surprising you... I don't know who you were, but we don't have to make a big deal out of this. I was about to leave anyway! So...?"
Miguel calmed down when he realized that she was too young to be working with the government. But, then her hiding probably meant she was 'M.' That's what he at least thought. So, he pulled out the note and showed it to her. "How do you know me? Why the note?"
"What note...? Wait!" Holly saw that the man's note was almost similar to hers. So, she pulled it out and showed it to him. "That note's similar to what I got earlier in the day!"
"So, if you didn't write the note, then who-"
Before Miguel could have finished his thought, the door opened again, and another young woman walked inside. She didn't realize there were other people until she closed the door and turned around. All three of them stood awkwardly, hoping someone would speak up instead of them. But eventually, the new girl broke her silence and asked what they were doing there. Holly answered without hesitation, "Both of us got a note telling us to come here."
"You did?" Roshanna was surprised that two other people were given a note. And upon inspecting them, it was basically the same. But what now? She studied the area for anything clues, but the bar was pretty much emptied when it went under. So, she sighed and asked them if there was anything here. Miguel shook his head, but Holly remembered the phone and answered by showing it to her.
"I found it lying on the counter, but it's either dead or broken. I left my charger at home, so I couldn't check."
Roshanna also forgot her phone charger at home, and Miguel didn't even have a phone. None of them didn't know what to do next until they heard something coming from the kitchen. The noise got closer and closer to the kitchen door, which was a struggle. But, the door eventually opened and revealed another young man standing there, surprised that there were people here. "Ummm... If you guys own this building, I'm sorry about the backdoor."
"We aren't the owners. Wait, what about th-"
"Let's just forget what I said." Lonnie tried desperately to change topics. "S-say, what are you guys doing here anyway?"
Miguel approached the stranger and showed his letter to him. "We were told to come here by a note. I assume that you also received a note?"
Lonnie nodded and showed his note off. As everyone was gathered around to talk about their messenger, all of the doors quietly locked themselves. But then, the supposed dead phone on Holly started to vibrate and starting up with a strange tone. She dropped it in surprise, causing a crack on the screen. After a few seconds of silence, the screen changed to a green background with a white letter 'M' in the center. And then, it started talking. "I see everyone is here. Good. Let's get started."
"Hold on." Lonnie grabbed the phone for the ground and started questioning it. "Before you say anything else, I want to know how the hell you found me."
"I want to know how you know... me so well." Miguel joined in.
"I will tell you all everything if this works."
"If what wo-" Before Holly could have finished her sentence, blue-purple gas began rising from the wooden floor and surrounded everyone. All four of them struggled to remain conscious and desperately tried to escape only to find the front door locked. Holly and Miguel were the first ones to pass out while Lonnie told Roshanna to follow him to the kitchen. But, the door was also locked, and he spent his last breath trying to kick the door open until he collapsed. Once everyone was unconscious, the gas began to disperse as two strangers entered for the kitchen, wearing a mask.
"Are you sure about this? You know how they will react once they wake up."
"Let's just hope my theory is right. Then, we can worry about the rest."
𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗙𝗜𝗧𝗦
ORANGE COUNTY, CALIFORNIA
1.03 // ACTION
Coral City, during the night, was still filled with people going to bars and nightclubs. While downtown and the boardwalk were bustling with life, the rest of the city remained peaceful for the most part. At one of the abandoned buildings, designated to be bulldozed in the near future, a police officer quietly entered. Nearby, Lonnie watched to make sure that nobody else was coming while Drew was putting the finishing touches on the masks. Lonnie turned. "I think that's everyone. You sure we're at the right place?"
"Positive." Drew answered. "The tracker is still showing she's in that building."
"Then, what are we waiting for? Let's save your friend." Lonnie put on his mask, a skull wearing a crown, and made his way to the building. But, Holly stopped him in his tracks.
"Hold on, we need to come up with a plan."
"Agreed." Roshanna approached both of them. "But what's the plan? You are the only one with powers at hand."
"I will distract the officers while everyone goes to save Drew's friend."
"You realize that there's a chance that they will beat you to death? I dealt with a few dirty cops in my life. They will not hold back." Lonnie crossed his arms and stared directly at Holly.
Miguel turned his attention to the building and noticed something strange on the second floor. It looked like a person being smashed against the window repeatedly. Suddenly, it finally broke, and the officer was shoved from the third floor. It felt like time slowed down as he attempted, in a foolish manner, to catch the falling officer. Normally, he wasn't the one to help out the authorities, especially with a warrant on his head. But, it appeared like he wasn't going to make in time. So in desperation, he stretched out his arm in the hopes that his powers were triggered.
His hopes were answered.
A strange violet hand appeared out of his arm and caught the officer before he met the concrete. Luckily enough, it appeared that he was unconscious as the hand carefully set him down. Miguel opened his eyes in amazement while everyone else watched in surprise. And then, the hand vanished as quickly as it appeared. He turned around, and his mouth wide open. "D-did you guys see that?!"
"That... was awesome!" Lonnie patted him on the back, which made Miguel blushed a little.
"Nice job."
Drew smiled and then stared at the broken window. "I hate to interrupt, but my friend's in serious danger. I would help out, but I'm in a wheelchair."
"I will stay behind to keep the van warm." Roshanna added.
Holly nodded and turned to the others, holding her statue of liberty mask. She knew what to do and made her way towards the building. Loonie was the first one to enter and immediately saw an officer's body. Holly went over to her and checked for a pulse. Thankfully, she was unconscious and not suffering serious injuries other than bruises. Miguel noticed more SWAT and police officers lying on the floor and stairs. All three of them raced up the stairs until they ended up on the third floor. That was when they noticed her.
A woman shield bashed an officer and then threw it at another officer. She noticed the strangers and greeted them while blocking a punch. "Oh, hey there! I assume M sent you to save me?"
"Yeah, but..." Miguel looked around and saw several more officers knocked out and then stared at her with astonishment. "It looks like you are doing well."
The woman couldn't help but smile at the compliment and bushed it off. She dealt with the last officer with a simple punch to the face. Holly approached her and took a moment to look at her, "So, what's your name?"
"You call me-"
"Katharsis." An older muscular man appeared from the stairs avoiding the strangers in front of him. He was directly looking at the woman with pure hatred. "It seems you still haven't learned, child."
"Positive." Drew answered. "The tracker is still showing she's in that building."
"Then, what are we waiting for? Let's save your friend." Lonnie put on his mask, a skull wearing a crown, and made his way to the building. But, Holly stopped him in his tracks.
"Hold on, we need to come up with a plan."
"Agreed." Roshanna approached both of them. "But what's the plan? You are the only one with powers at hand."
"I will distract the officers while everyone goes to save Drew's friend."
"You realize that there's a chance that they will beat you to death? I dealt with a few dirty cops in my life. They will not hold back." Lonnie crossed his arms and stared directly at Holly.
Miguel turned his attention to the building and noticed something strange on the second floor. It looked like a person being smashed against the window repeatedly. Suddenly, it finally broke, and the officer was shoved from the third floor. It felt like time slowed down as he attempted, in a foolish manner, to catch the falling officer. Normally, he wasn't the one to help out the authorities, especially with a warrant on his head. But, it appeared like he wasn't going to make in time. So in desperation, he stretched out his arm in the hopes that his powers were triggered.
His hopes were answered.
A strange violet hand appeared out of his arm and caught the officer before he met the concrete. Luckily enough, it appeared that he was unconscious as the hand carefully set him down. Miguel opened his eyes in amazement while everyone else watched in surprise. And then, the hand vanished as quickly as it appeared. He turned around, and his mouth wide open. "D-did you guys see that?!"
"That... was awesome!" Lonnie patted him on the back, which made Miguel blushed a little.
"Nice job."
Drew smiled and then stared at the broken window. "I hate to interrupt, but my friend's in serious danger. I would help out, but I'm in a wheelchair."
"I will stay behind to keep the van warm." Roshanna added.
Holly nodded and turned to the others, holding her statue of liberty mask. She knew what to do and made her way towards the building. Loonie was the first one to enter and immediately saw an officer's body. Holly went over to her and checked for a pulse. Thankfully, she was unconscious and not suffering serious injuries other than bruises. Miguel noticed more SWAT and police officers lying on the floor and stairs. All three of them raced up the stairs until they ended up on the third floor. That was when they noticed her.
A woman shield bashed an officer and then threw it at another officer. She noticed the strangers and greeted them while blocking a punch. "Oh, hey there! I assume M sent you to save me?"
"Yeah, but..." Miguel looked around and saw several more officers knocked out and then stared at her with astonishment. "It looks like you are doing well."
The woman couldn't help but smile at the compliment and bushed it off. She dealt with the last officer with a simple punch to the face. Holly approached her and took a moment to look at her, "So, what's your name?"
"You call me-"
"Katharsis." An older muscular man appeared from the stairs avoiding the strangers in front of him. He was directly looking at the woman with pure hatred. "It seems you still haven't learned, child."
PENNSYLVANIA PLAZA // JAMES FARLEY POST OFFICE
Bates agreed with Badger's plan and tried to walk towards the backside of the building. Until the soldier from earlier stopped them in their tracks. "Don't bother trying to look for another way in. We made sure to destroy access to the roof from outside. To prevent any intruders from breaking in. Follow me."
It was a smart plan, Bates noted to himself until the power went out. He kept on walking until he was at the entrance to the arena. There were three more soldiers, making sure that nobody entered and exited the building. Bates had wondered about the layout and asked the soldier about it.
"Just follow the signs, and go up the escalators. You should be able to enter the security room and then the field hospital itself."
"Alright." Bates nodded and thanked the soldier. "We will go in and gather whatever fuel remains."
Upon entering the square, he saw and heard nothing. It was dead quiet besides the sound of the wind. Bates looked around to make sure that nobody was waiting to abuse them or hiding for them. He then walked up the escalator, and nothing was suspicious. But then, he saw a bloody handprint on the door to the security room. It was still fresh. The agent turned to his partner and signaled him to get his weapon ready.
Bates raised his rifle and rushed in the room, seeing two dead police officers on the ground. One of them bled out while the other was shot in the head, killing him instantly. He noticed that the security cameras were still working despite the building having no power. That was when he saw a doctor on one of the feeds, talking to himself while writing notes. The audio wasn't working, so Bates wasn't able to listen in. That was when he realized that the doctor wasn't at the field hospital, but another room. Was Bates kept in the dark?
The agent looked at his partner once more and asked, "What the hell do you think is going on? Two dead officers and a doctor, but nobody else. Do you think we should investigate further?"
It was a smart plan, Bates noted to himself until the power went out. He kept on walking until he was at the entrance to the arena. There were three more soldiers, making sure that nobody entered and exited the building. Bates had wondered about the layout and asked the soldier about it.
"Just follow the signs, and go up the escalators. You should be able to enter the security room and then the field hospital itself."
"Alright." Bates nodded and thanked the soldier. "We will go in and gather whatever fuel remains."
Upon entering the square, he saw and heard nothing. It was dead quiet besides the sound of the wind. Bates looked around to make sure that nobody was waiting to abuse them or hiding for them. He then walked up the escalator, and nothing was suspicious. But then, he saw a bloody handprint on the door to the security room. It was still fresh. The agent turned to his partner and signaled him to get his weapon ready.
Bates raised his rifle and rushed in the room, seeing two dead police officers on the ground. One of them bled out while the other was shot in the head, killing him instantly. He noticed that the security cameras were still working despite the building having no power. That was when he saw a doctor on one of the feeds, talking to himself while writing notes. The audio wasn't working, so Bates wasn't able to listen in. That was when he realized that the doctor wasn't at the field hospital, but another room. Was Bates kept in the dark?
The agent looked at his partner once more and asked, "What the hell do you think is going on? Two dead officers and a doctor, but nobody else. Do you think we should investigate further?"
Well, this thread is about to be locked pretty soon. lol
Anyway, one of the worse writing advice that I ever saw was:
"Keep politics out of your writing."
I guess that person hates 1984 and Fahrenheit 451. lol
"Keep politics out of your writing."
I guess that person hates 1984 and Fahrenheit 451. lol
PENNSYLVANIA PLAZA // JAMES FARLEY POST OFFICE
Bates agreed with Badger's plan and tried to walk towards the backside of the building. Until the soldier from earlier stopped them in their tracks. "Don't bother trying to look for another way in. We made sure to destroy access to the roof from outside. To prevent any intruders from breaking in. Follow me."
It was a smart plan, Bates noted to himself until the power went out. He kept on walking until he was at the entrance to the arena. There were three more soldiers, making sure that nobody entered and exited the building. Bates had wondered about the layout and asked the soldier about it.
"Just follow the signs, and go up the escalators. You should be able to enter the security room and then the field hospital itself."
"Alright." Bates nodded and thanked the soldier. "We will go in and gather whatever fuel remains."
Upon entering the square, he saw and heard nothing. It was dead quiet besides the sound of the wind. Bates looked around to make sure that nobody was waiting to abuse them or hiding for them. He then walked up the escalator, and nothing was suspicious. But then, he saw a bloody handprint on the door to the security room. It was still fresh. The agent turned to his partner and signaled him to get his weapon ready.
Bates raised his rifle and rushed in the room, seeing two dead police officers on the ground. One of them bled out while the other was shot in the head, killing him instantly. He noticed that the security cameras were still working despite the building having no power. That was when he saw a doctor on one of the feeds, talking to himself while writing notes. The audio wasn't working, so Bates wasn't able to listen in. That was when he realized that the doctor wasn't at the field hospital, but another room. Was Bates kept in the dark?
The agent looked at his partner once more and asked, "What the hell do you think is going on? Two dead officers and a doctor, but nobody else. Do you think we should investigate further?"
It was a smart plan, Bates noted to himself until the power went out. He kept on walking until he was at the entrance to the arena. There were three more soldiers, making sure that nobody entered and exited the building. Bates had wondered about the layout and asked the soldier about it.
"Just follow the signs, and go up the escalators. You should be able to enter the security room and then the field hospital itself."
"Alright." Bates nodded and thanked the soldier. "We will go in and gather whatever fuel remains."
Upon entering the square, he saw and heard nothing. It was dead quiet besides the sound of the wind. Bates looked around to make sure that nobody was waiting to abuse them or hiding for them. He then walked up the escalator, and nothing was suspicious. But then, he saw a bloody handprint on the door to the security room. It was still fresh. The agent turned to his partner and signaled him to get his weapon ready.
Bates raised his rifle and rushed in the room, seeing two dead police officers on the ground. One of them bled out while the other was shot in the head, killing him instantly. He noticed that the security cameras were still working despite the building having no power. That was when he saw a doctor on one of the feeds, talking to himself while writing notes. The audio wasn't working, so Bates wasn't able to listen in. That was when he realized that the doctor wasn't at the field hospital, but another room. Was Bates kept in the dark?
The agent looked at his partner once more and asked, "What the hell do you think is going on? Two dead officers and a doctor, but nobody else. Do you think we should investigate further?"
𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗙𝗜𝗧𝗦
ORANGE COUNTY, CALIFORNIA
1.00 // CORAL CITY: THE CITY WITH HEART. PART 1
For the first time in months, Lonnie Machin was able to rest properly without something awakening him in the dead of night. And it was dawn, which gave him time to prepare for the sun. Something that he wasn't used to. Living in Gotham City made him appropriate for the cooler temperatures and the unnecessary amount of skyscrapers. But anywhere was better than Gotham. Hell, the Greyhound bus that Lonnie had been on for two days was the safest he had been in a long time. There were only a few other people on board, and the driver was paying attention to the freeway. Still, being a Gothamite made him rightfully paranoid of strangers.
Otherwise, he would have been gunned down in an alley.
By the time that the sun was up, the bus had reached its destination: Coral City, California. Lonnie had no clue where he was going when he bought that ticket. But again, anywhere was better than Gotham. When the bus stopped for the final time, he knew that it was time to depart. The passengers started doing the same thing, and several noticed his attire. He didn't have to turn around to feel some of them making faces at him. One of them was brave enough to comment on the ACAB patch stitched on the vest. "Disgusting."
Lonnie was unfazed by it, grabbed his duffle bag, and left the bus. Inside the bus station, he took a free map of Coral City and started searching for a motel. There was still enough money to stay at a decent motel for a week. It should be enough time to find work and start earning some cash. On his way out, Lonnie felt someone bumping into him and reaching into his back pocket. He immediately turned around and saw that no one was behind him, but he checked his pockets to be safe. That was when he found a small piece of paper and something messy written on it:
Lonnie was more curious than afraid. So, he got the map and searched for the name. He eventually found out it was a bar located near the coast. He wanted answers, and the only way to get them was head to the bar. And that's what he did, not knowing what the future was in store.
Otherwise, he would have been gunned down in an alley.
By the time that the sun was up, the bus had reached its destination: Coral City, California. Lonnie had no clue where he was going when he bought that ticket. But again, anywhere was better than Gotham. When the bus stopped for the final time, he knew that it was time to depart. The passengers started doing the same thing, and several noticed his attire. He didn't have to turn around to feel some of them making faces at him. One of them was brave enough to comment on the ACAB patch stitched on the vest. "Disgusting."
Lonnie was unfazed by it, grabbed his duffle bag, and left the bus. Inside the bus station, he took a free map of Coral City and started searching for a motel. There was still enough money to stay at a decent motel for a week. It should be enough time to find work and start earning some cash. On his way out, Lonnie felt someone bumping into him and reaching into his back pocket. He immediately turned around and saw that no one was behind him, but he checked his pockets to be safe. That was when he found a small piece of paper and something messy written on it:
Rebuilding your life after the system threw it aside?
Go to Angel's Hand, if you want to take a stand.
You aren't forgotten. - M.
Go to Angel's Hand, if you want to take a stand.
You aren't forgotten. - M.
Lonnie was more curious than afraid. So, he got the map and searched for the name. He eventually found out it was a bar located near the coast. He wanted answers, and the only way to get them was head to the bar. And that's what he did, not knowing what the future was in store.
It was another busy day at the Coral Reef Boardwalk. Since the virus was contained, more people began going out since they were stuck in their homes due to the shelter-in-place order. They were enjoying life again. And that made Miguel Barragan jealous of them. It had been four months since he left his hometown and trying to survive on the road. His travels brought him all over the West Coast from Seattle to Los Angeles. Now, he stayed at Coral City since being let go after asking his boss (a farmer) for more pay. Afraid that he called border patrol, Miguel gathered his things and headed west on the same day.
Miguel, on his fourth day of job hunting, decided to take a break at a cafe. He didn't have enough money for a proper meal, so he settled with some fries and a cup of iced water. While eating, he was cautiously glancing around his surroundings and looking for ways to leave the area as quickly as possible if the authorities showed up. Unfortunately, he was still homeless due to the cost of living here. It was too expansive for an undocumented citizen like Miguel. For now, he had to deal with living in the alleyways.
Once done eating, Miguel threw the tray away and took the cup with him to finish drinking it. But on his way out of the boardwalk, someone rudely bumped into him hard enough to lose his balance. It was already too late to confront the stranger, but he did notice a piece of paper, with his name written on it, on the ground. It was odd, but Miguel picked it up to have a closer look, thinking it was harmless. That was until he flipped it over and read the note:
There was fear in his eyes as Miguel desperately looked around for anything unusual activity. Yet, there were only people enjoying living. He took a moment to calm down by breathing in and out for a minute. After that much-needed breather, it was clear that someone knew him and using his status to their advantage. What would happen if he didn't go to this Angel's Hand? Will ICE be called? No choice, but to meet them and demand an explanation. As for the place, he recognized the name for that bar down the way.
So, Miguel started making his way to the location.
Miguel, on his fourth day of job hunting, decided to take a break at a cafe. He didn't have enough money for a proper meal, so he settled with some fries and a cup of iced water. While eating, he was cautiously glancing around his surroundings and looking for ways to leave the area as quickly as possible if the authorities showed up. Unfortunately, he was still homeless due to the cost of living here. It was too expansive for an undocumented citizen like Miguel. For now, he had to deal with living in the alleyways.
Once done eating, Miguel threw the tray away and took the cup with him to finish drinking it. But on his way out of the boardwalk, someone rudely bumped into him hard enough to lose his balance. It was already too late to confront the stranger, but he did notice a piece of paper, with his name written on it, on the ground. It was odd, but Miguel picked it up to have a closer look, thinking it was harmless. That was until he flipped it over and read the note:
Hiding in fear of being taken from your birth country?
Go to Angel's Hand, if you want to take a stand.
You aren't forgotten. - M.
Go to Angel's Hand, if you want to take a stand.
You aren't forgotten. - M.
There was fear in his eyes as Miguel desperately looked around for anything unusual activity. Yet, there were only people enjoying living. He took a moment to calm down by breathing in and out for a minute. After that much-needed breather, it was clear that someone knew him and using his status to their advantage. What would happen if he didn't go to this Angel's Hand? Will ICE be called? No choice, but to meet them and demand an explanation. As for the place, he recognized the name for that bar down the way.
So, Miguel started making his way to the location.
It took Roshanna Chatterji two weeks to settle in Coral City. She found an affordable place and work as a customer service representative from a clothing store chain. Of course, it wasn't much money as she had hoped. But, it was enough to pay her fair share of the monthly rent. She was still unfamiliar to her roommates because they were full-time students, making interacting with them more difficult. Roshanna was kind of grateful for it because it meant not explaining how she ended up here. It was still too painful to talk about it openly.
Her phone went off, telling her that work was over for the day. Roshanna went to look for the manager in order to receive her paycheck. After waiting a few minutes, she went in and told her boss to have a good evening before grabbing the paycheck. On her way out, though, she noticed a piece of paper with her name on it. Roshanna hoped that it wasn't a note for one of her male co-workers. She had noticed how they were looking at her during the day. So, she flipped it around and tried to read the messy writing:
After reading it, she was confused and alarmed at the same time. There was no way that her co-workers could have written it. So, who did? Roshanna didn't have an answer, but she recognized the name. Angel's Hand. Recently, it was forced to shut down for good due to low profits caused by the pandemic. Even know some businesses were slowly recovering their losses, plenty were forced to close. Now that she knew the location, was it worth going there? Probably not.
However, it was her only lead. In order to protect herself from potential danger, Roshanna went to a nearby store and bought some pepper spray. Just to be safe. And then, she went on her way to the bar.
Her phone went off, telling her that work was over for the day. Roshanna went to look for the manager in order to receive her paycheck. After waiting a few minutes, she went in and told her boss to have a good evening before grabbing the paycheck. On her way out, though, she noticed a piece of paper with her name on it. Roshanna hoped that it wasn't a note for one of her male co-workers. She had noticed how they were looking at her during the day. So, she flipped it around and tried to read the messy writing:
Moving on with your life without getting true justice?
Go to Angel's Hand, if you want to take a stand.
You aren't forgotten. - M.
Go to Angel's Hand, if you want to take a stand.
You aren't forgotten. - M.
After reading it, she was confused and alarmed at the same time. There was no way that her co-workers could have written it. So, who did? Roshanna didn't have an answer, but she recognized the name. Angel's Hand. Recently, it was forced to shut down for good due to low profits caused by the pandemic. Even know some businesses were slowly recovering their losses, plenty were forced to close. Now that she knew the location, was it worth going there? Probably not.
However, it was her only lead. In order to protect herself from potential danger, Roshanna went to a nearby store and bought some pepper spray. Just to be safe. And then, she went on her way to the bar.
Running away from the pigs that haunt your life?
Go to Angel's Hand, if you want to take a stand.
You aren't forgotten. - M.
Go to Angel's Hand, if you want to take a stand.
You aren't forgotten. - M.
Holly Rae-Hunter looked at the strange note and then shoved it into her pocket. At first, she was terrified that her past was coming back to bite her. Who found her? How? She immediately contacted her mom, praying that nothing wrong happened to her. Thankfully, she was safe as were everyone else in the immediate family. It was relieving to hear their voices again. Holly learned that the authorities knew that she vanished, but seemed to have lost interest in targeting her family. That was the best news she had heard since coming to Coral City about a month ago.
Now, she was standing in front of the abandoned Angel's Hand. Holly made sure to look up the name and found out its location and rocky history. Its former owner died of a heart attack years ago, leaving his children to fight over it. While both of them were busy fighting, the quality of the food and drinks fell sharply. But what finally killed the family was the virus. Shortly after the stay-at-home order was imposed statewide, Angel's Hand was forced to close until the virus was contained. It remained closed for good.
But for some reason, the front door was unlocked.
Holly cautiously entered and found the place to be mostly empty with the expectation of anything drilled to the ground. She closed the door behind her and slowly made her way to the counter. It was just collecting dust, but there was something on it. A cell phone? It wasn't working when she tried to turn it on, but it wasn't left behind by the previous owners. Something was going on. Then suddenly, the front door started opening. In a panic, Holly hid behind the counter and hoped they were only sightseeing.
Yet, she heard the door closed, but the footsteps getting closer. Holly was ready to fight the stranger. But, she then heard a voice.
"Hello?"
M I S F I T S
T R E M O R ♦ V I R T U E ♦ A N A R K Y ♦ B U N K E R
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T
"We are the forgotten."
The American Dream. The idea that anyone can achieve success through hard work and determination in the United States of America. No barriers. No restraints. However, somewhere along the way, it died and became a trap to lure the desperate. While they may still obtain their freedom, they are forever stuck in the bottom while those in the top remain untouched. In recent years, there had been movements and groups that tried to challenge the system and demand meaningful change. But like everything that tends to happen, they were either crushed or forgotten by the majority of the population.
That was until now.
Non-stop protests across racism, police brutality, and other problems plaguing America. While people are protesting for change, four individuals know what's going to happen next. There would be no meaningful change from the government unless they did something about it. They decide to stand their ground and force change as the American Dream is slowly decaying. They have been affected by both the dream and the system. Those working in government have forgotten them. Those in their ivory towers have forgotten them. They are Misfits.
That was until now.
Non-stop protests across racism, police brutality, and other problems plaguing America. While people are protesting for change, four individuals know what's going to happen next. There would be no meaningful change from the government unless they did something about it. They decide to stand their ground and force change as the American Dream is slowly decaying. They have been affected by both the dream and the system. Those working in government have forgotten them. Those in their ivory towers have forgotten them. They are Misfits.
Tremor: Being a second-generation Indian American, Roshanna Chatterji spent her life trying to achieve the dream. That was until a drunk driver forever changed her life. Her mother died on the scene while her father lost feeling on his legs. The driver turned out to be the offspring of a well-known businesswoman, who was able to sweep the incident under the table while the Chatterjis had to deal with the medical bills. Her father became addicted and overdosed on painkillers. Roshanna left shortly after the funeral.
Virtue: Holly Ann Fields witnessed her father getting beaten to death by police officers after being mistaken for a robbery suspect. The officers involved in the murder got away, but the police department was forced to pay the Ann-Fields in a settlement. That caused some in the department to start harassing them for years. Getting tired of it, Holly exposed them in a post that went viral and painted a massive target on her back. Being a small-town police department, they were able to send her a clear message. Fearing for her and her family's life, Holly fled to protect them.
Anarky: A Gothamite that grew up on the East Side of Gotham City, Lonnie Machin lived in an abusive household where his parents treated him like garbage. They were struggling to pay rent, so his father began working for the Beretti crime family. And his mother started stealing for the people that she was cleaning for. Eventually, both of them were caught and sent to prison for the crime of surviving in a fucked up place like Gotham. Lonnie was put in a statehouse and faced more abuse until he was kicked when he became eighteen.
Bunker: Miguel Barragan was unaware of being an undocumented citizen until he tried to apply for a driver's license. He tried to remain under the radar for most of his senior year until he came home to an empty house one day. His parents and baby sister were picked up by immigration agents. Fortunately, he was able to stay in a friend's house while he earned his high school diploma. Yet, the constant fear that someone was going to take him away caused him to leave. He had been on the move for a year now.
Virtue: Holly Ann Fields witnessed her father getting beaten to death by police officers after being mistaken for a robbery suspect. The officers involved in the murder got away, but the police department was forced to pay the Ann-Fields in a settlement. That caused some in the department to start harassing them for years. Getting tired of it, Holly exposed them in a post that went viral and painted a massive target on her back. Being a small-town police department, they were able to send her a clear message. Fearing for her and her family's life, Holly fled to protect them.
Anarky: A Gothamite that grew up on the East Side of Gotham City, Lonnie Machin lived in an abusive household where his parents treated him like garbage. They were struggling to pay rent, so his father began working for the Beretti crime family. And his mother started stealing for the people that she was cleaning for. Eventually, both of them were caught and sent to prison for the crime of surviving in a fucked up place like Gotham. Lonnie was put in a statehouse and faced more abuse until he was kicked when he became eighteen.
Bunker: Miguel Barragan was unaware of being an undocumented citizen until he tried to apply for a driver's license. He tried to remain under the radar for most of his senior year until he came home to an empty house one day. His parents and baby sister were picked up by immigration agents. Fortunately, he was able to stay in a friend's house while he earned his high school diploma. Yet, the constant fear that someone was going to take him away caused him to leave. He had been on the move for a year now.
C H A R A C T E R M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S
This is my backup, backup character. Anyway, like with Batman and Son of Zod, I still want to focus on and explore the real America. Not the one made up by propagandists and fantasized by older generations. And each of the four main characters has been affected by the flaws of the United States (Tremor: Healthcare and Big Pharma; Virtue: Police Brutality and Corruption; Anarky: Poverty and the System; and, Bunker: Undocumented and Immigration). If you're one of those people that hates politics in media (especially in video games and comics), you aren't going to enjoy this.
Yet, not every post is going to be political. I want to explain how these met up with each other and formed The Misfits. Explore how they go on with their lives in a post-Cold War/9-11 world. And I want to develop The Misfits into a respectable group that bow to neither the authorities nor the government. Hopefully, our characters can interact with each other and explore the fundamental differences between them.
And I should mention that this group is based on The Movement. I just changed the name (because it was too on the nose) and removed/added some characters. I hope that's fine.
Yet, not every post is going to be political. I want to explain how these met up with each other and formed The Misfits. Explore how they go on with their lives in a post-Cold War/9-11 world. And I want to develop The Misfits into a respectable group that bow to neither the authorities nor the government. Hopefully, our characters can interact with each other and explore the fundamental differences between them.
And I should mention that this group is based on The Movement. I just changed the name (because it was too on the nose) and removed/added some characters. I hope that's fine.
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
Coral City, California: A city with a corrupt police department and a corrupt city hall.
Channel M: A hacker collective that plans on exposing corruption across the United States of America, starting with California.
Channel M: A hacker collective that plans on exposing corruption across the United States of America, starting with California.
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