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Nice posts guys
I'm going to try and work on something tonight. No promises, but I'm going to try
Thanks guys, I really appreciate it. I'm back now, and as anticipated, this was a really hard weekend. I don't think I've gotten anymore than a cat nap in the last 2 days, so I'm gonna try and get some rest.
Hey guys, I'm going to be leaving a day early for my friend's memorial service. I won't have internet access, so I won't be around. I'll be back either Saturday or Sunday night, depending on the weather.
Quick post is up. It's not too long, but it's my attempt to get back to a sense of normalcy after everything that's happened in the last week and a half.

I know I've Been vague with some things, and aside from some people that frequent the chat, it may not be known what's been going on, so I guess I'll address it here.

A friend of mine was killed last week in the Oakland Warehouse Fire, and I've been having a very hard time dealing with it, and to be perfectly honest, I've barely been holding it together. That is why I've been largely MIA from here and the chat. I'm not out of the woods yet, and this weekend is her memorial service, which is going to be very difficult for me. So thank you for bearing with me while I try and deal with all of this, it is very much appreciated.


The Hybrid stood in the center lane of the Harrison Bridge, which connected the boroughs of Olympia and Royal Park. Traffic was stopped in both directions as drivers and passengers alike watched in an uneasy silence, waiting for the madman to make a move. Several vehicles, which had swerved to miss The Hybrid as he initially touched down on the bridge, teetered precariously on the edge of the bridge, waiting for the slightest movement to send their vehicle over the edge to a watery crave.

Icon touched down in front of The Hybrid, looking around the bridge surveying the situation as he raised his right hand, his palm facing the maniac.

“What is it that you want, Hybrid? There’s no need to hurt anyone else. Let’s talk about this.”

“Oh, that’s amusing.” The Hybrid said, his voice completely deadpan as his gaze met Icon’s.

“What’s that?” Icon asked, trying to keep the madman preoccupied.

“You.” Hybrid said flatly. “You work so hard to protect the people of this city…Hell, the world. And they love you for it.” He continued as he turned his back to Icon and began pacing along the center lane.

“But when things break down, when the niceties melt away…what is it that you’re left with?” He said with a hint of glee in his voice. “I’ll tell you exactly what you’re left with.” He continued as he leaned up against one of the vehicles that had found itself teetering on the edge of the bridge.

“You’re left with madness. You’re left with chaos.” He said as he rested his foot against the car’s bumper.

“You’re left with me.” He said as he pushed back with the bottom of his foot, sending the car tumbling off of the bridge, careening toward the dark blue water below.

“No!” Icon cried out as he watched in horror the car go over the side of the bridge.

Without thinking, he took off after the vehicle. He rocketed over the side of the bridge, and raced past the mid-sized sedan. He turned in mid-air and moved upward, and caught the front end of the vehicle in his hands. He began pushing back against the momentum of the car, and could feel the metal and plastic of the car’s frame straining under the stress, but slowly, the car began to rise. As Icon lifted the car back onto the bridge, he glanced into the vehicle and saw a middle aged couple and their daughter, who looked to be a freshman or sophomore in college. They were terrified, but he could see the relief in their faces as he placed the car back on the bridge. Once the family in the car was safe, Icon turned to face The Hybrid, who was nowhere to be found.
Hey all. Was hoping I could start my story up that I started at the end of last season. Catching up reading the IC now, and I see that y'all are keeping the crazy awesome writing going.


Of course. You don't have to re-apply as you were accepted last season. Just add Art's CS and you're good to go
Hey all. Was hoping I could start my story up that I started at the end of last season. Catching up reading the IC now, and I see that y'all are keeping the crazy awesome writing going.


Of course. You don't have to re-apply as you were accepted last season. Just add Art's CS and you're good to go
I'm still here guys and gals, It's just taking me some time to get through some issues I'm dealing with
Hey guys, having some computer trouble, trying to get it resolved
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