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Post by storytellerrisa on Aug 1, 2020 12:01:28 GMT -4
STORYTELLER It was already late at the evening, day was cooling off and finally allowing the city and it's population to have a well deserved rest. The staff of St Marta orphanage just finished their last line of routines and got the doors closed. Security up and nightguards in their positions, who all felt mighty drowsy, it has been a long uneventful week. However, tonight just so happens to be the most lively they've experienced yet. A whole barrage of villains have been gathered up to do their biggest crime in their life, to burn down the biggest orphanage including everyone in it.
Ten minutes has already passed past the first molotov, a large burning rage creeped up on the worn down outer walls of the building. The brightness of the flames filling the air with heavy caused the emergency bell go off along with an automatic siren alarm outside the building's entrances. Staff took quick notice of the flames, but what they did not take into consideration is those approaching the structure from every angle.
''Kill the flames! Call the firemen and get the children out of the dorms! Quickly!''
''U-uhm, we can't! There's people outside by the outer walls! We're under attack!''
''Villains? Theres no way so many would gather up around an orphanage!''
''That's nothing we should question right now! I'll call the pro hero agency! The dial device is in my office! All of you, get the children to a safe room and barricade the doors!''
With a strong leadership by the head of security he quickly ran down the hallway and up the stairs, leaving the rest of the staff to slide table and couches infront of the doors, despite the door had mighty strong locks on. But the fire would not cease even with the help of an indoor waterhose, the fire kept raging and spreading, causing all of the children in the building to scream in fear and fright, but one among those children did not scream, but instead held his hands together and told a quick prayer before looking forward to the rest of the orphans, those he has spent his entire life with.
''Everyone.. you can't stay here, but the walls are covered in flames... so... allow me to do this for you!''
His hands began to glow a colourful green light, pressing them both on to an orphan near him, resulting the kid to flash out of there whether they liked it or not.
The door to the room from outside had green flashes travel through the cracks, one after another, in which one of the staff saw and widened his eyes, believing someone's entered the room.
''T-the kids! They're inside already?!''
From that point on, the head of security reached up to his office with a heavy breathing, but with haste he barges into his office and began to seek out the device he recieved many years ago, a phone that he has never had the use for until now. He scrambled through the shelves on his desk and tore out the contents of them with desperation.
''Dammit, where is it?!''
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"Clockwork Killer"
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Post by Mami Noriko on Aug 5, 2020 20:49:01 GMT -4
It was quite the display, The whole place was lighting up like a brightened up Christmas tree or maybe better yet a loud fireworks display. The sights were enough to enrapture anyone looking upon them with gazing eyes. Mami's black voids simply staring off into nothing however as the metallic eyes upon her arms blinked several times taking in the view from several different angles as each eye seemed to look off into this way or that. Clicking shut a little more loudly now and again as if recording or snapping mechanical snap shots of the burning light show before them. All the while her sniffer catching the smell of burning materials from wood, metal, to even what smelled liked cooking meat faintly on the wind breezing about. The loud bangs and sounds of voices adding the musical back drop along with the raging pops and roars of the bright glimmering fire. It was quite the spectacular show for all the senses.
Mami would slowly approach the main door whether people were fleeing or not. Taking a few moments to relaxingly hold the the tommy gun in her arms. Waiting till she was just close enough where it felt most right when she'd start to add some more chaos and lights to the destruction of her own. The metallic shine of her metal sharp toothed grin shining on her face reverse effect of her empty black voids for eyes that were somewhat shadowed from the rim of her top hat. But when she was close enough the muzzle flashes would brighten up and chase away those shadows in their blinding flashes.
The ratatatat of the gun fired off several times into the walls of the burning building and aiming to lazily shoot through various windows and the main entrance. Likely aiming loosely at a anyone that attempted to flee said building as well. The bullets soaring as if it were all some silly game. "Common out boys and girls, Don't make me come in and get you,... Heh or worse let the fire smoke your asses out!" She'd say as she briefly wielded the gun with one hand and placed a large cigar in her metallic mouth chomping on it and lighting it with a built in lighter in her thumb. Chuckling all the while as she did so curious to see what these people would choose? A firing squad or the burning fire raging around them for those still inside.
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29 Years
Male
"Deathclaw"
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Black Ink
Storm Knights
Played by: Peacekeeper Advocate
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Post by Aiden Gray on Aug 13, 2020 7:45:07 GMT -4
In the meantime, Aiden had nothing to laugh or joke at. Now that was a low blow even for the scum of the earth. Orphans. Of all the things people could attack, they chose that. Not only that, but they were putting the whole building under siege. Seeing the fire spread only served to trigger his own personal hell. He had lost his father the same way.People burning shit. Oooh...but this time...this time there was nothing stopping him from caving in skulls. G was dealing with other people elsewhere, se Aiden had pretty much free reign to just come in and start fucking villains up.
The huge black inky dragon dropped on the ground floor from his position and without pause immediately engaged the first thing he could single out of the chaos, that being the purple lady firing a gun at the building. He probably had the advantage, striking from behind, so he would make sure to seize the initiative by rushing the villain and attempting to kick the opponent straight in a wall. That was just the beginning though. Oh yeah. He was going to break every single one of her bones. If the villains decided they would inflict pain on kids, then he would make sure they too would get some pain in return. A world of it.
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Post by Kurosawa Jun on Aug 14, 2020 11:10:26 GMT -4
An orphanage. One of the more miserable structures in any city, an orphanage was a reminder of both the horrible cruelty and unfairness of the world itself and the love and care humans were capable of showing to their fellow man. Whilst the fact of their existence was a source of profound sadness for people the sight of them and the knowledge that those poor, hapless children have at least someone to care for them brought people a measure of hope.
So what would happen, Jun wondered, if one were to burn such a place?
That was his primary motivation for joining in this operation. That and helping out his fellow villains was a sure way of building amicable relationships that would surely help him later down the line. There had also been some story about the vile and immoral activities of the place. This whole thing served as some sort of revenge apparently for some of his fellow denizens of darkness. But he hardly cared about that. He practically only cared about the uproar this would cause. The potential for getting his villain persona some notoriety was also an attraction as well as the potential for a good old fashioned tussle. For surely there would be no shortage of heroes who'd rush to the rescue of the poor, innocent little children. Somebody always thinks of the children.
One such individual already had their scent even. A pitch black beast in the shape of a dragon came barreling towards petite tommy gun wielding girl. Jun himself was completely absorbed inside his biomass and would appear to the world as just an amorphous blob of flesh like goo. Twisted mouths of all sizes faded in and out of the surface of the biomass, rows of filed teeth lining their insides. Similarly varied eyes accompanied them, pupils darting every which way out of sync with one another, each relaying what they see outside to Jun on the inside.
Tendrils of flesh shot out from the mass, along the tendrils were rows of claws and a heftier spike of bone upon the tendrils' tip. A pair of tendrils darted out with to strike at the charging heroic dragon. At the same time a tendril, completely lacking the spiky repertoire of its counterparts would wrap itself around the girl's waist and pull her back, should the dragon's charge remain undeterred and assuming she didn't move out of the way herself.
"A sneak attack isn't very heroic now is it? You're less a proud and noble dragon and more a cunning and devious lizard." Jun taunted, his normally soft and feminine voice now garbled and discordant from all the mouths of different shapes and sizes speaking in unison and of equally varying pitch. Some even spoke out of sync yet somehow he remained understandable enough he hoped.
A thin tendril stretched out, tipped with an eye oversized for its stalk. "That is rather odd don't you think?" The outstretched eye looked at the purple clad girl, making it clear he was addressing her. "It's not just me is it?" Jun enjoyed teasing the uptight and self-righteous "paragons" of society. He found that the less seriously he appeared to be taking things, the more it infuriated them. And the more they got infuriated, the more Jun enjoyed himself. It was a delicious past time that served to spice up any encounter with a would be do-gooder. Of course this situation was plenty spicy as it was but as anyone who's a fan of spicy food can tell you, once you get a taste for it it's never enough.
The comically sized eye turned now towards the draconic interloper. "Well, I find it odd. Just rushing in unannounced like that. You don't even introduce yourself or anything. So impolite, so uncivilized. Well I for one have a deal more manners than that. My name is Eldritch and I suppose I'll be your villain for the evening. I look forward to our time together." The eye stalk tipped down and a tendril ran perpendicular in front of it, miming a gentlemanly bow as viscous flesh dripped down from the tendrils, landing with soft thuds onto the ground before crawling back to the writing mass from which they were spawned.
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Post by storytellerrisa on Aug 16, 2020 15:22:40 GMT -4
STORYTELLER With the fire going well over the entire structure of the building it was only a matter of time before those inside would get suffocated by the dirty smoke or death from overheat, that is if the fire won't get to them first. With the makeshift barricades it was proving to do very little to their cause, they still had to get out somehow, but with the bullets soaring through the eye and through the wooden frames of the walls and furniture it was simply not a viable option for the staff. Two of the staff gets struck by the bullets and falls down to the wooden floor while the rest takes cover.
''They even got guns! We need to get out somewhere else where they can't fire at us, has anyone gotten the kids ready for evacuation?!''
''One of our men went down the third east hall to recieve them but we yet to see them return!''
But while they were trying to communicate, the man responsible for getting the children out of their rooms has been struck by a shocking scene. He heard crying and kids screaming in fear, but never did he think he'd see one of the rooms completely empty with one last child who was panting on their all four. The staff member ran over to the kid and frowned, having no idea what just happened, but before he should ask question he must make sure the rest are good to go.
''Stay close kid, we'll get you out with the rest!''
The kid clutched to the floor and slowly stood up, nodding in agreement with the man, however, just as the kid got up he snagged the masterkey off from the staff member and ran through the room and out of the door. He slams the door shut and locks it quickly with a key. The staff member just barely missed getting to the door before knocking on it hard.
''Hey! What the hell are you doing?!''
''Please forgive, but this is the only way, I need to do this.''
The kid ran down to the neighbour room and unlocked it, looking at all of the kids in tears and fright.
''Ngh, don't worry...! For I am here!''
Meanwhile, at the head of security's office, the man owning the office finally found the transmitter underneath one of the piles of paper in the left drawer of his desk. he literally tore the drawer out along with the paper to get ahold of the transmitter. He activates it and it beeps with a red light, sending out an emergency signal to available heroes near the orphanage. And just as he clicked on it the emergency alarm went off, stating This Is An Emergency! This Is An Emergency! Pro Heroes and Police Force Is On The Way. Please Stay Safe Until Help Arrives.
''Oh thank god it still works after all this time, but I need to get out, I can't breathe!''
The emergency signal has alerted a Pro Hero and is on their way, but unfortunately not close enough to get to the scene in the next ten minutes.
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"Clockwork Killer"
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Post by Mami Noriko on Aug 18, 2020 5:30:39 GMT -4
Unfortunately for her foe her mechanical eyes had a angle looking around most directions. The pitter patter as the beastly vigi ran towards her direction gave her some moments to haphazardly react. The mechanical eyes blinking as she crouched briefly as they twisted around on her arms and she shot towards the sky with her boots rocketing out fire as she lifted to the sky. The kick landing on her lower legs as she spun a bit mid flight but was able to quickly find her balance. Floating in the sky via rocketing flames shooting from the holes in her feet slash boots.
"The creepy beast found a playmate did ya?" She snorted lightly quickly reloading her Tommygun midair with its strong shells. She would keep herself high up and land on the roof of the building at least places where flames weren't roaring to hard for her to land. Smirking with that metallic grin of hers where she stood. Once her gun was reloaded she'd take a moment to eye her enemy as well. "Well someones rather well mannered aren't they!" She'd say listening to the ally of hers introduce herself to the foe. Mami meanwhile gripped her weapon with a strong grip and began firing short bursts of bullet spray at the large monster creature before her. Seeing it like a big target for practice. If her ally could keep the thing still or distracted she could fill it full of holes! The bullet spray raining down with a tat tat tat sound each time she pulled the trigger. The old looking model suped up to be quite more stronger then the antique it looked like.
Every two or three bursts she'd aim the gun downward as well though shooting bullets in sprays through the weakening burning roof. Trying to scare, or get lucky kills to those bellow the roof. If she ever sensed where she stood weakening or becoming to weak to hold her she'd ignite her boots again to cause new fires to form and find a new place to perch moments after. "I've got a Chicago typewriter and it's itching to type up your end bitch!"
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"Deathclaw"
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Storm Knights
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Post by Aiden Gray on Aug 30, 2020 14:24:01 GMT -4
Aiden growled, His target was busy dealing with the...thing...shooting at the place. How the hell did she see him? No matter. As soon as he saw his attack miss he would quickly dig his claws in the ground and roll towards the first thing made of solid concrete for cover. In the midst of all that, the black inky dragon would plunge his arm through a car's window and yank out a door, which he would then angle towards the ground in an attempt to block/ricochet the incoming fire. Some bullets skimmed the tarket, one of them punching straight through his leg. The jolt of pain would turn into pleasure as the dragon's mind flooded his bloodstream in adrenaline. If that was a regular tommygun, the bitch would have to reload eventually. Sure enough, he had his opening present itself...and then another guy struck from behind. With the gunshot wound closing back up, the dragon was about to retaliate towards the bitch that was firing at him but someone else interrupted. More pain, more adrenaline. Aiden was happy. Now he had two things to maim. As soon as the two spiked tendrils wrapped around the inky monster, Aiden snapped immediately 180degrees and used his free claw to grab hold of the tethers pinning him down. Yanking the creator closer, he himself charged towards the writhing talking mass of flesh that was currently wasting his time talking and acting cool. Provided he could get close enough to the disgusting blob, Aiden would smash the car door into the bubbling flesh three to four times. With a roar, he would then pivot around his tail with full intention of smashing the thing at the end of the tendrils into the ground, then into the wall, then into the ground again. Finally, he would start smashing at the tendils with the bent sharp metal door a couple times as well. Whether or not he succeeded in cutting the strings holding onto him and digging into his inky form, he would dispose of the door by launching it at the bitch on the roof, freesbee style. He was aiming to take her head straight off. In the midst of all the thrashing, as the spiked tendrils cut into the gelatinous inky hide, a viscous black ink would start flowing out of the wounds, sizzling flesh and ground alike with its venomous touch.
Aiden takes cover to the first available concrete object, yanking a car door in the process. As soon as he's grabbed by Jun's tendrils, he begins a Hulk vs Loki "puny god" manouvre, before throwing mangled metal at Mami.
Relevant Skills for the post
Poison Ink
Rank: E
Effect: Any contact with deathclaw's inky form or any swipe of Deathclaw's claws would by proxy stain the opponent with toxic, acidic ink, causing acid related burns to the target over two turns.
Marksmanship
Rank: F
Effect: Due to Aiden's background, he has been trained in sharpshooting. Increased marksmanship.
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Post by Kurosawa Jun on Aug 30, 2020 17:22:41 GMT -4
"Rather than a hero, it seems we've got a feral beast on our hands. I wonder if it even understands me." Jun remarked upon seeing the feral behavior of the ebon dragon. It was a bit of a let down to be honest. Jun enjoyed a little verbal back and forth during battles. It was like spice upon an already delicious meal, it can only improve it. A fight with no talk, while still adrenaline pumping just felt a little devoid of character.
As soon as Jun felt the Tpull on his tendrils he knew he wasn't going to win a contest of strength and so elected not to compete. A hefty blob of fleshy goop detached from the main body, flung towards the black dragon due to his yanking maneuver. The rest of the mass, in which Jun resided, backed away from the ferocious beast. "Uwaaahhh, how terrifying. Truly my heart doth quiver." Jun mocked, the mixture of the overtly cutesie and old timey formal ways of speaking sounded odd on its own, even more so when spoken in the discordant variety of pitches by the multitude of mouths.
The blob of flesh hurtled toward the black dragon, it stretched and elongated at several points, resembling for a moment something like a starfish. The different arms, sporting various razor sharp blades of bone, stretched around the car door held by the mythical beast in order to try to slam into him as he charged, hoping to bury the blades deep into his flesh with the aid of his momentum and trying to wrap themselves around the dragon's limbs to limit his movement, mainly going for the legs to keep him pinned for the young lady's tommygun. The dragon's regenerative capabilities were a concern but everything has its breaking point. It simply meant there was little point to trying to whittle him down little by little. Death by a thousand cuts would in fact not cut it here.
Of course not all of the flesh blob would escape the brutal pounding the dragon delivered with his makeshift shield, turning the center bit of the fleshy blob into paste upon the ground as the bladed appendages made their counterattack.
Though it was not truly part of his body, Jun still felt the impact upon that detached blob. But he dulled the sensory link so as to not be wracked with pain. "My but you are quite vicious. Are you sure you're not on our side? I think you're supposed to be rampaging in there." A tendril extended from the blob housing Jun to point at the burning orphanage.
Even as he spoke, Jun did not let his attention waver, noting to himself the seemingly acidic properties of what he assumed must be the beast's blood. Extended clinging to the dragon did not seem wise but Jun had faith his biomass was sturdy enough to withstand it temporarily. After that though there'd have to be a change in tactics. But that was par for the course with any good fight. At least by virtue of his clear combat prowess, this silent boor of a dragon would surely provide a thrilling encounter for himself and the young lad-gangster he found himself paired with.
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Post by storytellerrisa on Sept 12, 2020 17:56:16 GMT -4
STORYTELLER The structure of which are soon to be nothing but ashes and crisp, it lit the sky up with the amount of flames dancing from every edge of its large size. The orphanage got engulfed in flames faster one could initially predict, specially those of the staff hiding behind barricaded doors and windows. They could only watch between the cracks of the furniture and wooden plates, seeing the battle between an ebon creature blending with the background and a fiendish looking pile of flesh gave those watching a sinking feeling of despair. However, the shooting has ceased for a brief moment and thus giving the staff members the motivation to seek for an opportunity to get out before their lungs are full of smoke. Going into a room next to the exit, one of the staff members lifted a chair up and smashed it through the window, hopefully enough far away from those outside the building could notice.
''Gather up through here! Wheres the children!''
Only a few could imagine what happened back at the sleeping dorms, infact the one in charge of getting the kids out of their room were still locked in the room, banging and kick at the door with desperation as he yelled out for help, and more importantly, for the kid to return. But the kid with his own plans were busy with sending away one child at a time, his glowing bright hands touched on a young girl, who stared intimidated, but swiftly dematerializes on the spot in a flash. The fellow kids knew hiw intentions, with no need to explain he slowly but surely made sure the kids on this section got away with the help of his teleportation quirk. If the villains were to make some proiper damage they'd need to do it fast.
Meanwhile, after the distress call, a hero is on their way towards the flaming building, they sped up between roof after another like a missile. Their speed is grandious and surely would reach to the orphanage in no time.
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Post by Mami Noriko on Sept 13, 2020 20:45:10 GMT -4
Mami found herself snorting lightly taking in the vision of what all was happening around them. She would fire several round preparing herself on the roof as she watched the scuffle between the beastly visage and the angry lizard. The rounds would halt and start to wound and shred the already bruised and busted up door. Steeling her metallic arms in the last moments allowing her spike bladed eyes along her arms to stick and slash into the door. Bruising or perhaps denting her metal arms lightly as she stopped the door finally on impact. Reaching over with a strong yank pulling it free from her pointed eyes and tossing it to the side. "Weird creature isn't it... All sorts of freaks out tonight." She said chuckling to herself and briefly puffing on a cigar she produced from her pocket.
Her mechanical eyes took a moment to scan the area even using the ones that were like black voids within her skull. "Hey blobby kins! We should probably wrap this shit up soon. It ain't gonna stay this quiet forever. You see any of the weird ones trying to escape?" She'd ask curiously angling her robotic legs again as she walked along the roof firing up the thrusters just lightly enough to spark more and more fires. Her little area of the fight was gonna make sure this place burned as much as she could while she was here. All the while sending a spray of aimed shots at the foe bellow. Taking careful aim trying to ensure the wounding of this creature to try and slow it down as the bullets rained from above. Her eyes would take several pictures as well to make note of this creature later as she'd been doing for most the fight. The bladed eyes recording most if not all the interactions happening. ---
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29 Years
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"Deathclaw"
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Storm Knights
Played by: Peacekeeper Advocate
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Post by Aiden Gray on Sept 19, 2020 20:19:11 GMT -4
Aiden didn't care for idle prattle, let alone lose time in the middle of a fight. So far his attacks seemed rather ineffective. He needed to find something better. Something lighter that he could throw faster.
He would dodge and weave the first spray, moving towards the burning building. There, the inky monster would start uprooting the fence around the perimeter and spear throw two pointy metal sticks at the tommygun wielding gal. The thrid rebar would be swung like a bat to smack the small blob to the side in the meantime he rushed the bigger blob with the intention to use the piece of metal he had broken off as a nice stick to shishkebap the writhing mass who was currently distracted mocking him and talking.
A few bullets struck him in the back, but the combination of his tough hide and regeneration factor helped him carrying on. He wasn't going to stop at all. Instead, the more pain he 3as in the more pleasure he was in as his adrenaline and dopamine level simply kept rising, pushing his body further and further. With all the stamina he had he wasn't even breaking a sweat with all the moving he was doing. He was dead set in impaling the big blob. He didn't care. He'd push through any attack to make sure his own would hit this time.
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Post by Kurosawa Jun on Oct 17, 2020 13:27:27 GMT -4
Jun wondered just what it would take for the black beast to open up a little. Probably nothing short of an all out beatdown. The beast would most likely remain quiet until it could no longer take any action at all aside from talking. Unfortunately incapacitating him seemed like it would be an immense chore at best.
"Oh my, good reflexes there. But of course you should be a good combatant as it seems to be the only thing you're capable of." Jun mocked as the flesh blob was batted to the side and landed on the ground with a splat before chasing after the black dragon as he surged towards Jun. The biomass housing Jun backed away with surprising speed, maintaining the distance between itself and the mute beast. As it did so it fired a volley of bone spikes at the charging reptile.
Jun's partner then spoke up about needing to get out of here soon. "Agreed my adorable robotic pal. I'm ready to go whenever. I'd offer your a lift but I understand if you find aerial travel more appealing. And no, I haven't spotted anyone." Jun's own method of escape would be far less glamorous, specifically it would mean utilizing the various drains around the street to escape through the sewers.
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Post by storytellerrisa on Nov 17, 2020 21:09:53 GMT -4
STORYTELLER The staff members remaining by the main hallway quickly retreated further into the roof with the intense battling happening right outside their exit. But even then the thick smoke is not completely obscurring their sight and making near impossible to breathe properly. One fell to the soot black floor with a few unfortunate deep inhales, one of their colleagues quickly picked them up with their remaining strength. Sirens in the distance were heard from the outside, mere minutes away from reaching the burning hellzone, but before the police force came the hero force at max speed.
Those with enhanced hearing very likely could hear the powerful springing thrustes echo in the air. From behind a small hill was a large set of households, and ontop of those a figure sprung between each roof with such a speed that it gathered enough momentum to jump high up and above the cliff. The pro hero reached so far up into the air that she could witness the entire building that has been set ablaze. She took notice of the fighting happening near the frontgate but decided to dive right inside the building with an outmost haste. She crashed through the side of the building and landed inside a hallway full of soot black smoke. She held her breath and began scouting around the building with her dashing swiftness. She yelled out for survivors and eventually found a man stcuk behind a door. She cut the door clean off before pulling him with her.
She continued securing staff members but with no sight of children, she simply did not know that the many oprhans was in a safe distance away from the building outside, watching in both terror and confusion, some still unable to comprehend what just happened.
While the oprhans watched the building the Pro Hero prepared for an extreme evacuation measure, a couch crashes through a wall facing the frontgates of the oprhanage, creating a big enough hole for the Pro Hero to jump out of with at least four people on her arms and back. All were staff members who has fainted or barely hanging conscious. She sighs and puts them down and aimed to go back in for more, but she catches the scene of the fighting near her, which all of them did not register in her mind being a Pro Hero or part of the legal authority.
''So you guys are the villains responsible for this fire? Cease your fighting and I might not have to cut down your will!''
She shouted with her right hand slowly engulfed in black flames, which takes a hold of the handle to her katana. She wore a traditional samurai outfit including a wide conehat obscurring her face.
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Post by Kurosawa Jun on Nov 30, 2020 16:49:44 GMT -4
The rhythmic thrumming in the air did not go unnoticed by Jun. Holes opened up here and there in the wriggling mess of flesh that comprised his biomass. These holes, acting as ears, pulsated open and closed, trying to better pick up the cause of the sound and its location. For now all Jun could discern was that it was getting closer. Perhaps it would be best to just skedaddle right now. Oh but he hated to have to call the fun short.
"Hey you obsidian beasty you. You wouldn't happen to have a phone number to give out would you? We're probably gonna have to call this short so it'd be great if we could pick it back up some other time." Jun knew of course that was out of the question. The brute of a lizard might not even see the point in phones given how adverse he was with using words entirely.
Then the source of the sound was revealed as a sword wielding woman who came crashing to the scene. Immediately Jun liked her more than the flightless dragon. She at least possessed the power of speech. "Oh that's quite alright dear. We were just having a bit of harmless fun. At any rate, it seems we're done for today. Rude, I know, terribly sorry I couldn't stick around to chat."
Positioning himself over a drain on the side of the road, Jun's biomass began to collapse in on itself, slipping in between the grating and down into the drainage pipes. As the las of it slipped inside Jun gave one last goodbye to his dance partner for the evening. "Hope to see you some other time. Maybe try to pick up a dictionary until then."
And with that he was gone, dashing through the decidedly unglamorous escape route that made itself so plentiful in the urban jungle. Jun was sure the little mechanical girl would be fine given her ability to fly. If she didn't then at least she might provide a good distraction to the other two.
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"Overworked Cookie Monster"
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Post by Jade on Dec 1, 2020 15:26:17 GMT -4
storytellerrisa 17 exp added to 0 exp for a total of 17 exp. +1 EP Mami Noriko 10 exp added to 1055 exp for a total of 1065 exp. +1EP Aiden Gray 7 exp added to 1021 exp for a total of 1028 exp. +1EP Kurosawa Jun 17 exp added to 172 exp for a total of 189 exp. +1EP 1/2
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