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Post by Harper White on Jan 27, 2021 18:02:37 GMT -4
"OOoooh you punks so ain't gettin the better of me this time!~"
Leaping across a city street, bounding from the edge of one lampost to the next across the road and back atop the rooftops, the overdrive vigilante Overkill was rushing through the city, taking any shortcut she could to keep up with a car chase in progress. Typically it was best for vigilantes not to get involved in crimes that already had a police eye on them, but when Harper had spotted the cars flying by, recognizing the wild blonde hair of one of the perps sticking out of the sun roof? Well, she just couldn't resist hopping on the case!~ She'd tried to chase these guys once before but the managed to give her the slip!
Not this time!~
"Hey boss! I think we got a vigilante on our tail!" A wheezly looking mutant with scales from head to toe narrowly managed to elbow their boss's thigh, the wild haired blonde turning his head from the police chasing them and bonking his driver on the head.
"You interuptin' me when I'm gettin' them off our tail!? Ya think that's a good idea!?" He continued to give his driver a few more bonks on the head. Another quirker was in the back trying to keep a tight hold on the swag they'd managed to grab, but with a shifty eye glancing out of the passanger side he quickly pulled back and tugged at the boss's thigh in turn. "Oh what are you a bunch of pansies!? Just keep driving and we-!"
His eyes finally met the vigilante keeping up when them on the rooftops. A bandana pulled down over her face with slits for her eyes was borderline all she had for a disguise, but that with her own blonde hair was enough for them to recognize her. He grit his teeth, raising his hand again as the tops of his digits popped apart, firing off pellets with the force of an automatic machine gun, trashing the edges of the rootops as Harper dipped a little into them for cover. "ITS NOT A HERO IT'S THAT BRAT FROM LAST TIME!!! KEEP DRIVIN'!"
"Aw you remembered me!~" She called out from the rooftops. By now the police had begun to notice her too. Now Harper wasn't fast enough to keep up with a speeding car let alone gain on it, but as a sharp right hand turn came up with a police blockade she saw her chance. She'd dipped deeper into the rooftops for cover but now she was using it for a shortcut, rushing ahead of the corner and leaping out into the road. Overclocking her adrenaline fear was almost a thing of the past. She spotted the car coming in. She was either about to hit the pavement and get run over by cops or goons, or she was gonna have one hell of a story to tell.
And boy did she love to brag!~
Crashing her feet down into the hood of the car she hardly had enough force to break through, her eyes shot to the blond with the gun fingers. He was quick to whirl to her too and before she knew it a moment of triumph was a moment of survival, using her quick reaction times and sharp movements, she began to dip around the car like a deadly game of whack a mole. She probably should have thought about how she'd actually stop the car once she got aboard, but the adrenaline was pumping, and boy, she was just fucking happy to be here!
"What's the matter bullet fingers!?~ You missin' on purpose?~"
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Post by Tenya Hifune on Jan 30, 2021 6:33:27 GMT -4
"Yo, holy shit," Tenya said to no one in particular, his eyes transfixed on the car chase that was unfolding right before him, "Am I seeing this right now?" It had been years since he saw an actual car chase this close and not on his sister's tiny television. The police sirens wailed as loud as ever, but that was normal, what really caught his eye was the silhouette that was giving chase right beside them.
Tenya lifted his visor for a better look at the situation. If he had to be honest with himself he'd never seen a hero handle anything like this up close maybe if he was careful he could just- Wait! No, this was even better, was this hero even wearing a suit? Never heard of a plain-clothes hero before.. Was that even allowed? Not that he could make out that much detail from across the street, but they didn't look that old.
That was it, they had to be someone else like him. The man cracked a smile at the thought. Well, damn, if another vigilante had the guts- or the stupidity- to take down a full-blown car chase on foot, him sitting there would just be the peak of cowardice! Slipping the helmet visor back on his face, he started off in a sprint!
He could hear the scream of at least a few civilians as the man threw himself off the rooftop without a care in the world. Rockets sprouted across his body and adrenaline rushed into Tenya's brain as his quirk quite literally roared to life!
"WOOO!!!" Tenya couldn't help but shout in excitement! After weeks of working overtime for his boss he was finally able to see some action! He quickly propelled himself towards the criminals' car, doing his damned best to keep pace!
"Hey! Asshole!" Just in case the booming of his rockets hadn't managed to garner the gunman's attention, he'd throw on an insult for good measure, "Eat shit!" Of course, if he did nothing to react, it would hopefully give Tenya the opportunity to get on the car and... punch his face or something, but he wasn't betting on that one. If the gunner started shooting at him, too, Tenya would fall as low to the ground as he could before weaving up, down, left, and right as best as he could to throw off his aim! Indeed, his true goal was to give Harper an opening to take him out as quickly as possible!
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Post by Harper White on Jan 30, 2021 7:41:25 GMT -4
This was getting old. While she wasn't feel a drain from the act just yet, she'd been keeping up with the car for a while now, and with finally getting her chance to get on the car it irked her right in her gut that she was still only able to use her skills to dodge around this guy's bullets. UGH! What the fuck was she doing!? Sure she didn't wanna get shot but she didn't exactly want this guy getting away thinking he had her on the ropes. All she needed was an opening but everytime she felt she could dip in and close the distance he fired off another barrage of bullets she had to dip to the side of. If it wasn't for a passing by lampost she managed to bounce off of she may have had to jump off of the car entirely at one point... c'moooone...!
"Thats right bitch! Gatl-ion dosn't run out of ammo!!! HAHAHAHHA!" Ugh he even had a shit criminal name. Gatlion? Where'd he even get that from? He was barely even close to a gatling gun. Okay come on. She was back on the hood of the car, ready to dip either way, and then she could-
'EAT SHIT
"EH!?" Both Harper and Gatlion yelled out in equal confusion, the criminals still in the car glancing to eachother confused, wondering what was going on and how long Harper was gonna be blocking their view on the hood there. Harper however managed to find an answer to the source of the sound, a rocket powered... hero? Vigilante? Hard to say on a first glance but at the very least blondey seemed to spot him too, turning around with an adrenaline blinded mind, pulling back in time not to get punched. They started weaving in and out of the hail of bullets, and rather than complain (for now at least) Harper rushed in to take their chance. They didn't have a lot of ground between themselves and the open sunroof but the momentum of the car worked in their favour, leaping up and drop kicking the blonde bullet fingers in the back of the head with enough force to knock him off the car entirely, a harsh cracking sound as he slammed into the windshield of one of the chasing police cars. Yowch, probably hurt like hell but he couldn't complain about being alive...~
"Hey! What colors you flyin'!?" She yelled out to the rocket man as she found her footing on the roof of the car, trying to not so subtly ask him if he was a hero a vigilante or elsewise. In her distraction, she didn't notice the next sharp corner coming up, only feeling the sudden swerve of the car beneath her. With no gear to help her keep atop the car she was easily thrown off by the sudden shift, getting some air time, and, unless stopped or saved, was probably gonna find herself barrelling through a passing shop window from the launch.
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Post by Tenya Hifune on Feb 1, 2021 2:55:13 GMT -4
"EASY EASY!" Tenya hardly had any time to react to the villain being practically thrown at him, rising into the air like the missile on a mission that he was! Cutting off his quirk for just a moment, he would tumble through the air for a few seconds to regain his bearings, before rushing back down to the speeding villains-mobile!
"UH!?" Colors, what the hell kind of metaphor was she getting at? "GREEN I GUESS?" Well, not really, more likely something between that and brown maybe? Gunmetal? Was she color blind or something?
In his distraction he hardly saw the car's wheels jerk to the side. "Yo, Kid! Dr-" Too late. By the time he could have said anything, the kid was already halfway to becoming sickeningly macabre sidewalk art. "Shit!" Tenya launched himself at her as fast as he could! If nothing stopped him he would try to scoop Harper out of the air with both arms! Rockets to his sides flared to life to swerve him into the turn! The intense heat alone was enough to shatter windows as he passed them by for the brief seconds before he could reliably move himself roughly over the center of the street!
"Damn, that was close!" Forcing himself upright, several more rockets would sprout from his back and legs, propelling the makeshift duo ever-forward! "Aaaannd, that's what seatbelts are for." Unless Harper started protesting it, Tenya would start ascending to get both of them a dozen meters or so above the ground so they could have a better view of the situation
"Alright, your chase, your plan! Pros could show up any minute now! So, uh..." Tenya could feel his mind start to drift. It had been a long time since he had done such a long burn, but he couldn't lose focus now, not ind the middle of this! The man shook his head back into focus! "Just keep that in mind, yeah?"
Not one to rain on someone else's parade, Tenya would go right along with Harper's plan as long as it wasn't a suicide charge or something equally stupid.
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Post by Harper White on Feb 1, 2021 11:01:19 GMT -4
Feeling those arms tuck in around her, saving her from seeing what a million shards of broken glass could do to her body, Harper made an effort to fight every urge she had to kick out of this guys arms and tell him off for the save. She didn’t much enjoy the NEED to be saved, but she could appreciate it regardless, even if her instinctive reactions were telling her otherwise. Her heartbeat racing ever faster still, a combination of the fear and her accelerating quirk at this point, Harper turned her eyes back down the street, realizing rocket man was still on the chase.
He’d been confused about what she meant by his colors but between the comment about the pros she felt they were on the same page. Not about to be carried though, she showed some independence, grasping his shoulder and using some momentum to kick out of his arms and swing around to his back, landing with feet on his shoulders. Not the most comfortable position for either of them she bet, but it gave her more options as they started to close in on the car ahead again.
“Thanks for the save… glad a fellow vigilante got me rather than a pro.” She’d be glad to have her life saved regardless but she’d rather not go to jail in the next breath after. She’d chuckle a bit about the seatbelt comment, but squared up and got ready as control of the situation was shifted to her. “Well least you know who wears the pants here.” She teased with a cocky grin. By the look of things there was one guy in the back with the swag and one guy frantically driving, and from the nerves on their faces she’d managed to glimpse before neither of them had a quirk like gun hands, or at least, weren’t as confident in it if they did. “Okay. Just get me in close, then try and cut them off. Maybe go over the rooftops to cut a corner if you can.” Of course he may have been fast enough to get ahead of them without that, but he seemed to be gunning it just to get them back up in line with the car.
“When I say go, start cuttin’ ‘em off… ready….!” She crouched down lower and smaller on her back, winding herself up like a coiled spring. A spark of red bio-electricity surged over her, harmless to Rocketman beneath her but surging through her veins like crack. “NOW!” She tried not to kick too hard off his back, not wanting him to eat pavement as she dove ahead, crossing her arms ahead of her and bursting through the back windshield of the car. No time for subtlety or nuance at this point, the pros could be here any second afterall and she doubted she could outrun one of them without rocketman’s help. She felt herself crash into the guy in the back, the two of them awkwardly slamming into the footwell. The driver just tried to keep going, knowing danger was right behind him but choosing the ignorance is bliss route, Harper swivelling in the minimal space to try and put a boot in the back seater’s face.
If rocketman played along, he’d find a good few opportunities to cut corners on them coming up, police blockades helping create more sharp turns than should otherwise exist to keep the car at a manageable pace for the chase. Here’s hoping it didn’t give the heroes too good an opportunity to play catch up on the vigilantes of the day though.
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Post by Tenya Hifune on Feb 1, 2021 21:15:22 GMT -4
"Alright, but we better start getting this done fast. Not gonna be long before he'll be able get straight to accelerate on!" He was pretty certain about that. Anything that could go wrong eventually would, after all. Tenya would bring his arms to the sides of his body to reduce his profile, a few rockets would grow out of his shoulders and torso to counteract the weight that Harper put on his shoulders.
"ALRIGHT LET'S DO THIS!" The blood he could feel gathering in his feet sent a shiver down his spine as he forced the rockets to to grow just a tad larger than normal! The sound of his rockets grew louder and louder as Harper went through her countdown, dipping closer and closer to the car right in front of them!
Tenya grit his teeth as he anticipated the girl's call, forcing another pair of rockets to grow out of the palms of his hands. Like hell if he was going to let some stranger get him run over by a police cruiser! But, god, he didn't know what he was expecting from her, but it wasn't that! The very force of Harper's jump would send Rocketman tumbling through the air!
"Shit she's strong!" Leave it to him to state the obvious! He couldn't let himself linger on that! Tenya stuck his hands up as the top of his body spun towards the ground. Several thursters burst out of his arms and tilted fowards! A powerful surge of heat and force poured out of his body as the man launched himself over the rooftops, and another quick correction would send him cutting right through the villains' next turn!
"Haha! I haven't been able to go off like this in months!" His feet would would hit the rooftops in powerful bounds as the fire pouring out of his soles only served to launch him further forward. He threw his hands back for more power as he bound from roof to roof in streaks of red and orange! After only seconds, he would throw himself to the streets, using his power to put himself on a trajectory for the roof of the car!
"Checkmate assholes!" His normal games weren't going to be enough for this one, he knew as much. Probably would have been easier to let the girl handle it but! Hell, if she beat up the driver he doubted she would be able to keep control of the car much longer after that! Hoping to catch the the driver by surprise, a multitude of thrusters sprouting from his back would start to fire off at once! Tenya's jaws clenched tight as he put every ounce of strength he he had to bring this damned car to a stop!
"GRAAAAAAAAAAGH! COME ON!" Jets of white hot flame and immense plumes of smoke rocketed out of Tenya's back and his sides just to make sure that the driver didn't try to throw them into the side of a building! A powerful brake if there was one!
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Post by Harper White on Feb 3, 2021 12:15:49 GMT -4
Brawling in the back seats of a wild speeding vehicle was definitely going to leave her with some bruises but they picked the name overkill for a reason. They never had fun picking the easy path for shit like this. Eventually they managed to pin the goon they’d been wrestling with under a knee, getting a few rapid, sharp blows across their cheek, arm moving at speeds that would be hard to catch, especially when someone was pounding your brain like that. It wasn’t the most heroic method, punching someone’s face till their scales made your knuckles bloody, but hey, once she felt their shoulder go limp she knew it worked.
“Okay, now yo-WAGH!” It felt like the driver hit the breaks, and with no seatbelt Harper DEFINITELY felt that, slamming between the front seats and crashing into the dashboard, a harsh hiss coming through them as they glared up towards the driver. They seemed more paniced by something outside the window than even Harper joining them in the front. It took even their super-speed neurons a second to figure out what that might be, but once the gears slotted into place they realized there was a war between car and rocket man probably going on just above her head. Right! No time to lose!
Tucking in a knee to their chest, Harper unleashed a heal blow right to the underside of the driver’s jawline. He was so frazzled it seemed to catch them off guard enough to come as a knockout blow. In the same moment they wrenched an arm free of their crash, hooking it under the driver’s legs and lifting them up so their foot was off the gas. Any forward momentum the car had was quickly lost against rocket man, and with two unconscious goons in a car and a bag of loot up for grabs, Harper, with many bruises to tell the tale, could sign this off as a job well done.
“Alright… hopefully rocket-man doesn’t want a chunk of the loot-!” Wincing as their body ached all over from the crash into the dashboard, they wiggled their lithe body free of the seats, opening the passanger side door and almost tumbling out. An accelerated body also meant some hefty lactic acid production and their legs felt stiff the moment their foot hit the ground, pushing through it after the brief wobble and limping a bit towards the edge of the street, sirens closing in around the corner.
Despite the clear pain they were in, with cops so close they tried to joke it off with- “Ya know I dunno about you but I’m starving…~ Wanna leave the boys in blue to clean up this one?~” She wasn’t making a genuine offer really, more playfully suggesting they both get the fuck out of here while they can, aiming to dip into a vacant alleyway before the boys showed up. The red sparks of her quirk fading for a few moments as she let her body focus on some natural recovery for a second.
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Post by Tenya Hifune on Feb 16, 2021 1:31:46 GMT -4
"Oh, shit!" Tenya cursed under his breath. He didn't stop to think about momentum in the slightest! Now he was tossing that girl right against the dashboard like it was nothing! It was way too easy to forget how much of a death machine a car could be! Wear your seat belts people! God, he could only imagine how bloody that could have been if they were going any faster!
Not time for idle thoughts, though! The mystery girl was quick to recover and get right back into the scrap! Tenya could only do his damndest to keep the car from barreling off into another building as Mr. Driver here did his damndest to fight for inklings of control! Would someone cut him a little slack! Tenya was burning all the blood he could just to make sure none of them died!
And yet, as soon as Harper landed the knockout blow, it came to a stop. It felt like it started just as soon as it began. Tenya could feel his heart pounding against his ear drums, but at last he could stop his rockets. No, he didn't even need to think about it, they were all right on the edge of puttering out. Each and every one of them sunk right back into his body as if they weren't even there.
There was a precious moment of silence there. Finally a chance to rest his weary soul! Tenya would lay himself down on the hood of the car, no, it was more like he just dropped on the hood of the car in an awkward position that would have otherwise been uncomfortable had he the energy to force himself up. Instead, he would let the heat radiating from the cars engine soak his chilled bones.
For just a second, Tenya would let his eyes start to droop. Alas, before he could let thoughts leave his mind, he was jerked back into reality by the sudden violent shifting within the car! Muffled excitement tickled his ears and drew his curiosity. Loot? Did he mishear that? What the hell was she talking about?
Tenya did little more than roll over on his back as Harper crawled her way out of the car. A heavy sigh escaped his lips as her words reminded him, quite unfortunately, that the cops were already on top of them. More than eager to take out the ones that had cornered their prey. Honestly, did the both of them need to get involved? Probably not, but Tenya wasn't about to sell himself short like that!
"My thoughts exactly!" Tenya stretched his arms as quickly as he could before forcing himself back to standing. Really no other way to handle this. Girl was smarter than some of the kids that he had run into all ready to be honest... Well, actually that bag might have been a little flag if he was paying more attention at the moment.
He, too, would have to make a break for it without his quirk this time around, and his quick dash into one of the nearby alleyways was less a stealthy getaway and more of an awkward hobble. Honestly, now that he was moving without the help of his quirk it was probably a bit more obvious how clunky his armor could really be... but if anyone asked it was definitely the way his quirk used his blood for fuel. If the girl's words were anything to go by she had a similar condition! |
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Post by Harper White on Mar 3, 2021 17:42:54 GMT -4
“Ay ay!~ My treat!~” She’d chime back with a wild grin from all the excitement, glad to get some revenge on those goons that evaded her the last time she tried to go vigilante on their asses. With the sack of goodies they’d stolen still in hand, Harper considered just dropping it as a distraction, but seeing the cops starting to pull up, Harper pushed their quirk one last time. Red sparks emenated from their shoulder. While they weren’t strong, speed and momentum and a little bit of school grade science could do you the world of good. Spinning the bag, managing to just get some centrifugal forces going with enough speed on the spin, Harper hucked the back across to an alleyway on the other side of the street. Luckily, it seemed to be nothing too delicate as she didn’t hear anything go smash as the bag hit the ground.
Again, she hoped rocket boy didn’t want a share of that for his hard work. Better leave that shit for the police unless they wanted trouble on their own backs.
“Alright guys I think you know who to return this to! Cheers for the sirens! Wouldn’t have found them without ya!~” With her teasing words over, Harper turned, noticing the clunky nature of the person who’d helped them. A half step already away they were tempted to dart and leave him there, but with an internal sigh, Harper slapped a hand on his back and pushed her quirk further, speeding them through the alleyway and around a few corners to boot so they’d definitely lost the police, before finally falling past rocket man a few steps and needing to lean on the wall for support, hoping he hadn’t made the guy twist an ankle or anything by forcing him to rush at her own super-speed while they escaped.
“heh….y-you okay-NNGH!?” A hand slapped to their forehead. The adrenaline was hitting over-production big time and they hadn’t quite found the balance on that part of their quirk. “Sorry sorry…side effect… though I’m sure you’re in the same boat there huh wobbly?”
(sorry for the wait I legit didn’t realize I was up in this)
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Post by Tenya Hifune on Mar 15, 2021 4:43:05 GMT -4
" OOF!?" Let's be real, no one ever expects to get whiplash like the kind that raced through his body at the moment, and definitely not from someone else grabbing you and pushing you around like there was no tomorrow! No lie, he was used to being jerked around like this, but it was always his quirk doing all the work there! Something about this girl dragging him around like he was some kind of child's toy put him way out of control of his balance! It was only thanks to the robust nature of his suit that absorbed most of the impact and torsion as he got whipped around corners and dinged agianst walls! " Hey, a little slow-er...!" You know what, he probalbly would have done the same if their positions were reversed, he could deal with a few bumps or bruises on his own! " Nevermind keep running!" Even though Harper would be able to bring herself to a stop, Tenya would stumble through his own momentum and end up planting himself face-first into the concrete!
"Aaaaaahh." The man sighed a bit loudly as he turned himself back over. Thank God he was wearing a helmet or that could have been seriously painful! "Yeah, I should be fine. Heh." The man let out a listless chortle at the end of his sentence. It seemed that he and the girl were afflicted with similar drawbacks.
"Kinda?" His sister told him that his quirk did something strange to his blood and allowed for yet unseen chemical reactions... Then a bunch of science that he couldn't bother to remember off the top of his head. "My quirk burns my blood." It was okay for him to say something like that right? It wasn't like he was giving away some giant weakness to be exploited, right? "I'm gonna be like this for a bit."
The man forced himself to sit up proper, crossing his legs and getting into a position that wouldn't so easily let him topple over if he started fading. He wrapped his hands around his helmet and pressed against what seemed like a button near his neck.
a mist of water puffed from his helmet for a second as mechanisms in his helmet depressurized and unlatched themselves. Finally, he would shake a mop of matted red hair free from its confines. The man beneath the man was quite pale at the moment, and perhaps looked a bit sickly or sleep-deprived.
"Soo, you said something about food before. You still down for that? I'm starving."
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