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Took me a bit of time to write, but here it is.


WONDER WOMAN
Fall 2020 // Gateway City, Rhode Island
THE THIN BLUE LINE


Six-thirty in the morning. That was the time that Sebastian Adamos finally managed to wake up for a rather chaotic night. His friend had a birthday party at the bar that both of them always went to. While he only planned on having one or two drinks, things became hazy when the shots of vodka got involved. And now, Sebastian was dealing with the consequences of his actions. The hangover wasn't as bad but still required Advil to control the headache and body aches. Not to mention that he was going to be late for work.

Sebastian spent a moment fixing his tie and suit on the elevator before pulling out his phone to tell his boss the bad news. But, of course, it was going to be a lie since the truth was going to get him fired. Plus, it was better than explaining how many shots it took until he was pissed drunk. Finally, Sebastian heard his boss greeting with a rather uncaring question. "Sebastian, why are you calling me?"

"I might be late to the office. My car is having trouble with the engine; I don't know how long until my uber gets here." The boss grunted and mumbled under his breath. Sebastian knew that he wasn't happy but went on to finish talking. "Hopefully, that won't be a problem."

There was silence for a few seconds while the elevator finally stopped on ground level. But then, when Sebastian got out, the boss said in his thick Boston accent. "It is, but I can't fault you for engine problems. You will have to make it up by working overtime, however."

"Of course, I will happily work..." Sebastian stopped walking when he saw a custom black van was blocking his car. It wasn't like anything he had seen before in his life, and yet it strangely looked similar to a police van. And upon closer inspection, Sebastian thought he heard banging from inside but then heard his boss yelling his name from the phone. "Sorry about that. Someone is blocking my car with theirs. I am trying to find-"

Then, seemingly out of nowhere, a muscular person, dressed in custom naval blue riot gear with a baton on the one hand and strange-looking handcuffs on the other, appeared from behind the parked van and began approaching Sebastian. "Sebastian Adamos?"

"Yeah, that's me?" Sebastian hesitated to answer to a complete stranger dressed like an officer of the law. But still, something about them made him uncomfortable while trying to get some distance between him and the stranger. He considered making a dash towards the elevator, but it seemed like it had already departed for another floor. But that was when he realized that his boss was still asking if things were fine.

"No, I am not! Please get help to my address! You should kno-"

Sebastian didn't have enough time to react before the stranger grabbed ahold of his right arm, causing him to drop his phone. Then, he saw them slapping one of the cuffs into his arm before letting him go. Sebastian, confused and terrified, tried to run for the stairs until his arm started adhering to the van. That was when he realized that the handcuffs were magnetic and began yelling for help. The stranger started to talk while making their way towards him with the other cuff on hand. "Sebastian Adamos, I am placing you under citizen's arrest on suspicion of participation in a riot, unlawful assembly, and conspiracy. You'll be escorted to the-"

"Citizen's arrest?!" Sebastian was even more confused than ever but soon became enraged as he was finally cuffed. "Y-You have no right to pull this shit!"

The stranger began escorting him towards the back of the van and opened the door to reveal four other individuals cuffed. Sebastian was caught off-guard to see the organizers from last year's protests in the same situation as him. All of them were scared and desperate to escape but chose to remain in place out of fear. But Sebastian wasn't afraid and decided to make one last dash towards freedom. Unfortunately, the stranger seemed prepared for the escape attempt and took a swing at him with their baton. He flew back inside and watched in terror as the doors were closed and locked for good.


Cratus Plaza, Gateway City
THE THIN BLUE LINE

"Good morning, chief." Commissioner Iakovos Scafellis glanced up at Chief Kayla Chambers-Hall while finishing his morning bagel. He threw the now-empty plastic plate into the bin near his desk and then offered the chair to the chief. "I'm glad that you've time to see me."

Kayla nodded and sat down on the rather comfortable chair. "Of course. What's the issue, sir?"

Commissioner Iakovos grabbed ahold of today's paper and placed it in front of the chief for her to see the headline: "Calls for Police Commissioner Iakovos Scafellis to Resign Echoed Within Police Department." Kayla gazed at the article briefly, revealing that several anonymous officers expressed the desire for the Commissioner's removal so "relations between the community and police can begin to heal." It wasn't that surprising to the chief that citizens were still upset over the department's handling of last year's protests. But to Iakovos, it was a rude one.

"First, it was the communists and socialists that wanted me gone or dead. Then, that gay liberal councilman began demanding my resignation recently. And now, some of our own betrayed this department for fucking bullshit reasons!" Commissioner Iakovos smashed the desk with his hand as his face became red. It was clear that the situation was deeply affecting him. Then, he took a moment to calm down before resuming the conversation. "I did everything to persist through the latest attempt to weaken us. But it might not be enough..."

Kayla felt sorry for the commissioner and understood his frustration. After all, it took twenty years before Iakovos was even considered for the position and an additional five years before he was promoted. He fought hard to be recognized and earned the rank through sweat and tears. And despite what his naysayers said, Commissioner Iakovos did make Gateway City Police better with increased funding and more resources than ever. Now, he was at risk of losing everything due to his blunt handling of last year's protests. "I wish there was something I could do to help."

"Actually, there is." Commissioner Iakovos leaned in and began whispering. "You could look around for the rats within our department and tell me their hiding spots."

Kayla was caught off-guard by what the commissioner was implying her to do, fully understanding what he meant by 'look around for the rats.' But still, it was hard for her to believe what she just heard. So, to give her supervisor the benefit of the doubt, she asked directly. "Sir, with all due respect, what are you asking me to do?"

"All I'm asking is to look around for rats within our building." Commissioner Iakovos smiled reassuringly, but all that did was make Kayla even more uncomfortable. "Can I count on you to do that?"

But before there was an answer, an officer entered the office unannounced with a look of concern. He looked at Iakovos and said, "Sir, there's someone that wishes to talk to you."

"Tell them to wait." Commissioner Iakovos said coldly towards the officer.

"I'm afraid they aren't the patient type..." There was a hint of dread in the officer's voice.

Commissioner Iakovos sighed and got out of his chair, reaching for his holster and police-issued pistol. Then, before leaving, he turned to Kayla while holding onto the door. "I will give you some time to think it over."

Outside of the headquarters, several other officers were acting unusually normal at the sight of a masked individual who drove in a tinted van. One of them calmly explained that the van needed to be moved to the nearby parking lot. But before he could comply with the request, everyone saw that the commissioner was about to make his presence known. The stranger made their way to the van door and opened it when the officer and the commissioner arrived at the scene.

"Alright, tell me why the hell-" Commissioner Iakovos froze in place upon seeing the five organizers responsible for last year's protest in the back of the stranger's van. All of them were handcuffed and talking simultaneously in an attempt to explain their circumstance to officers. He didn't know how to feel about the situation at all; however, he knew that an amateur didn't do it. But before he had a chance to respond, the stranger carefully pulled out a USB flash drive from their pocket and presented it for everyone to see.

"Commissioner, I would like to report a crime."


What's everyones favourite Superhero film?

Venom. Don't at me.


AGENT VENOM
Fall 2020 // New York City, New York
HOMECOMING


It wasn't that hard to sneak into New York City on a subway undetected when the world still thought you died. Not to mention there was barely any police presence in the subway stations that weren't in a low-income area. So Eddie Brock watched in disgust as one of the officers began harassing someone over skipping the ridiculous fare. And while he wanted to sucker-punch the officer's smug face, saving the ordinary person from the same old corrupt police force wasn't the reason for his return home. But it didn't help that the voice in his head thought otherwise.

"Eddie, why aren't we eating that pig?!" The symbiote, known as Venom, asked their host while their mouth watered at the thought of having some "bacon" for lunch.

Eddie rolled his eyes and then tapped his right ear, signaling Venom to shapeshift into a Bluetooth earpiece. He started doing that after people on the streets kept giving him weird looks for talking to himself. Of course, it was oblivious that only the host was able to hear the symbiote. So to avoid any more smashed faces, Eddie came up with the cleaver solution of shaping into something commonly used. "We can't afford to draw attention to us unless you wanna be trapped in that glass jar again?"

"Fine..." Venom groaned at the answer, knowing that jar was absolute hell to spend time inside.

Eddie knew that his answer would've upset the symbiote. So in order to cheer them up (and satisfy their hunger), he needed to get something tasty enough. "Hey, we will get some chocolate after we visited our new home."

"Chocolate pancakes?" Venom wasn't able to contain their excitement for something so delicious. In the two years since their "deaths," Eddie found chocolate rich in phenethylamine, a compound that the symbiote fed off. Typically, the human brain would've enough to satisfy the hunger; however, both Eddie and Venom recently adopted a no-kill rule since becoming Agent Venom. And for now, chocolate was their only known source of phenethylamine.

"Chocolate pancakes with chocolate chips and syrup." Eddie smiled. "But, we need to get to our new place first. Then, we can go shopping for some chocolates."


I'm also back for my birthday weekend. Time to finish up Agent Venom.

EDIT: Finally posted Agent Venom...
Okay, my birthday weekend is over. I will totally finish my sheet asap.
I consider myself to be okay with describing stuff not writing out a fight scene.
By the way, if anyone is looking for someone to collab with, I'm sure that Wonder Woman could help out at this moment.

Also, I'm gonna post Agent Venom soon.


SYNDICATE

"Sancta recognitio gloriae et divitiae"



Government Form:
(Presidential Democracy? Anarcho-communism? Caliphate? Whoever collects the most edible food is in charge? Or anything else you can think of.)

Demographics:
(Humans, probably. But what other demographics might matter here? Have you integrated with aliens? Is there a religious minority that should be mentioned?)

Population:
(Let's say that each colony ship has started with a population ranging anywhere from 100,000 to 1,000,000. From there, we go on an empire size scale of:
500 Million: Small
1 Billion: Average
2 Billion: Large
3 Bil+:Massive)

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(This is probably a good place to insert a flag or other representative image)
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Planet Name and Description:Chullara (So where did your Colony end up? What's the environment like?)

History: (What happened after your Colony landed? This can be as brief or detailed as you like.)

Culture and Society: (How do they live? Anything from ritual cannibals, to a surveillance state dystopia, to an integrated hivemind.)

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Governance and Politics: (Like the government form field, but more room for detail. If your Colony has changed in such a way that it doesn't even have a government or politics anymore, this is also a good place to talk about that.)

Technology Overview: (What have your people invented? Or have they forgotten anything?)

Military Overview: (This is the space to talk about any offensive capabilities you have. Given that most of these Colonies have been essentially stranded by themselves for three centuries, I don't imagine anyone has a large "conquer other planets" level fleet yet. But maybe your Colony has been in civil war for a hundred years, and has built up an impressive military in that time. Or maybe they even had to fend off a genuine alien invasion.)

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Additional Info: (Anything else you want to include that there isn't a spot for up there.)


WONDER WOMAN
Fall 2020 // Rhode Island, United States
NEW NORMAL


Wonder Woman soared across the sky above Gateway City, the city that she swore to protect decades ago. It had functioned as a port city for the inhabitants of Prudence Island since the 1880s. But the town remained relatively small until Diana Prince began investing in the community after purchasing Patience Island in the early 1950s. An influx of Greek-Americans moved in shortly after, followed by Greek immigrants that emigrated after the Greek Civil War ravaged their homeland. And with the post-war economic expansion, the town became the second most populated city in Rhode Island.

As for Patience Island, Diana spent millions and years constructing an acropolis that surveyed the entire island. It was larger in size than the one in Athens, yet its height was smaller due to the lack of natural hills on the island. However, only a select few were allowed inside it. The most well-known occupants were Professor Xavier and his students (along with the X-Men), who were personally welcomed inside the citadel after their school was destroyed in an anti-mutant attack. Other than them and her close friends and allies, no one else ever set foot inside.

However, she wasn't truly alone.

Surrounding beneath the acropolis, a sizable chunk of the Greek community moved to the island due to the lack of opportunities in Gateway City. Kamiros, named after an ancient hillside city in Rhodes, remained small until the arrival of misfits and outcasts seeking refuge from a cruel society at the time. Diana welcomed them into her island, declaring it a sanctuary in defiance of the Reagan administration. That led to Republicans using the nickname Paradise Island in mockery, portraying the island as "anarchical in nature." And, of course, it backfired on them pretty quickly.

Rachel Keast watched from a distance as Wonder Woman gracefully landed on the grounds of her home. As the attorney to one of the most notorious heroes, Rachel had to deal with the repercussions of her client's actions—both the good and the ugly. And in the early hours of the morning, it was oblivious that she had dealt with something ugly. Diana tried to lighten the mood by bringing her coffee and a banana muffin. It didn't work, unfortunately.

Rachel snatched the muffin and coffee. "A simple breakfast doesn't make up for what you put me through this morning."

"What happened now?" Diana asked as she began making their way inside with her friend.

"I had to endure a half-hour conversation with someone from S.H.I.E.L.D and the governor's office in California." Rachel took a sip of the coffee, which was surprisingly pleasant, before continuing with her rant. "They informed me that you would be subjected to arrest if you break the Vigilante Registration Act again. Then from five minutes processed to explain the means to apply from a governor's blessing. And now, I am expecting an envelope that'll explain everything in great detail."

"I'm sorry about that." Diana apologized.

"You don't have anything to apologize for. We didn't exactly expect the governor to enforce the act over a wildfire. It's just more problems for us to deal with." Rachel sighed and turned to Diana. "Look, as a friend, I think you are doing great. But as a lawyer, I have to advise you to play nice with the authorities for a while—at least until they manage to get the crime wave under control."

"I won't promise anything, but I will try." Rachel was satisfied with the answer, while Diana was conflicted. She did believe that crime would be reduced eventually but didn't think that normalcy would return. It became apparent when the Avengers were formed after the Biyala hostage crisis, opening the floodgates for laws against superheroes and mutants to be introduced. And having been part of Man's World for over a hundred years, Diana understood that the superhero community was one significant event away from the possibility of being criminalized by the world. Not to mention that the registration laws would also target mutants in the name of "protection." And that notion terrified her the most.

But, Diana had to hope that humanity would be better than that. She had to believe in them or be paralyzed by despair. So if it meant trying to play nice, then she was going to do that—even if it became unpleasant.


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