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Post by Goro Utari on Dec 28, 2018 19:39:14 GMT -4
The more Goro heard from the woman who identified herself as Serpentine, the more he felt like he was losing his mind. This girl actually liked Nick? And, judging by her comment about him leaving her all alone, they were living together? How did something like this happen? Someone tolerating Nick’s presence not just long enough to reach some vague sense of intimacy with him, but also allowing him to live with them? He didn’t understand it. There were more important things at the moment for Goro to address than this, so he didn’t so much as speak a word about it, but he did stare at her with wide eyes for a second longer than he intended.
As they finally reached Tokyo5, Goro slipped his helmet on and tucked the suitcase between two dumpsters. If it got stolen, it wouldn’t be the end of the world, but he wanted to minimize the chance anyway. Unfortunately, the visor hid his glare at Nick as he refused to use Goro’s full villain name. He didn’t see the need to dignify it with a verbal response, though, so he just sighed and let it go.
“One at a time, I suppose.” Usually, Goro would fight Nick’s attempts to command him at every turn, but this was far from usual circumstances. He rolled his eyes as Nick showed off his mask and voice changer; how overdramatic it was meant he couldn’t stop himself.
Once Nick got the signal from Crowley, he looped his arms underneath Nick’s and took off toward the third story window, flinching for a moment as they left the ground. Nick was far heavier than Goro had expected, and he was not used to carrying such heavy weights while walking, let alone in flight. Despite the awkward take-off, once they were in the air Goro didn’t have much trouble continuing his flight. He did his best to avoid flying by the lower windows to disguise their approach, and as they passed the second floor window Goro started contemplating whether the girls would be able to tell if it was intentional or not if Goro were to drop Nick at this height. No matter how tempting the idea was, though, Goro managed to resist the urge, and they reached the third story window without any incident.
He stayed up there just long enough to ensure the room was otherwise empty before leaping down again and landing back in the alleyway. “Lavende, you’re next.” He beckoned her over and picked her up in much the same way he’d lifted Nick moments before. As long as she didn’t have any objections, he’d take off moments later, careful to keep his air speed slow enough that she would be comfortable. He’d gone as fast as he could when carrying Nick, but even with her frankly obnoxious behaviour before Goro wasn’t looking to antagonize the girl.
After all, even if their first meeting face-to-face had began terribly, Lavende was one of the few users in that awful chatroom that Goro could say he actually liked. He was glad to see her doing alright after the scare a while ago, and if he ever ran into the vigilante who’d saw it fit to treat her that way he would certainly have more than words to trade with him.
After carefully letting her down into the third story room, Goro commented, “You’re prepared for this, I hope,” before leaping down one more time to pick up Serpentine. He repeated the same procedure he’d done for the other two, and took to the air once more, thankful that Serpentine and Lavende were lighter weight compared to his brother.
As they soared through the cold evening air, Goro found himself contemplating who Serpentine was again. How on Earth had she met Nick? Considering the icy atmosphere between her and Lavende, how did those two meet? What was her Quirk, if Nick judged her fit to help them with this operation?
But the largest question in his mind was what Serpentine saw in Nick; a question so overpowering that he had to speak it, lest it consume him for the rest of the day.
“So, who exactly are you to Ni-I mean, Abaddon? What do you know of him?” He slowed his flight somewhat, enough that the wind whistling in their ears wouldn’t drown him out. Before she’d have a chance to reply, they landed on the third story windowsill once more, and this time Goro actually entered along with her.
He withdrew his knife from one of his armour’s pipes, ready for the guards that were likely approaching their room now.
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Post by Nari Shimizu on Dec 29, 2018 15:02:40 GMT -4
Nari softly yawned as they walked, she didn't think Tokyo5 was that far away from the arcade. Why couldn't they just meet there instead or at least somewhere closer? Soon enough, the group of four arrived to their destination. Apparently crow boy was in an interview about a book or something, perhaps she'll take a look at it, then again, did she really care? She waited for Crowley to give the 'OK' back to Nick before they began their move. She was surprised no one inside the building heard his call, even from three floors below she could hear that gross raspy call he did to summon those birds. It took around fifteen or so minutes but eventually, they were given the green light from the white haired man to proceed with their plan. "Finally, seemed like he was taking his good old time up there," Nari muttered to herself, slipping on the damned black ski mask. She would so kill Nick for having to make her wear such a stupid mask. She didn't care if she got caught, her father never cared so why should she? If Nick was afraid of letting his identity be known, she would go along with this silly charade.
Goro, or Blackout as he asked to be refereed to as, began by flying Nick up to the third story window that Crowley had opened, then repeated the same with Meiko. Why did she have to go last? If anything, she could have scouted the hall and took any on-watchers out with her quirk. Whatever, it didn't really matter. She wasn't here because of Nick but to fill her own bloodlust. Seeing Blackout fly down for a final time to pick the mutant girl up, Nari smirked and looked at him, "Don't get too handsy now, Blackout~" she teased before he picked her up and began the ascent once more. It seemed Blackout was carrying her at a much slower pace than he did Abandon and Lavande, was the poor boy getting tired~? Nari looked up as they flew closer and closer to the opened window, her mind thinking about what her father would think of her in this situation. Would he be proud? Would he be angry? If only she could see him again. The clear night sky reminded her of past times, her and her father and the rest of the mutant villain group. They were like her family after all. She really missed them. She was drawn out of her thoughts when Blackout spoke up, asking about what her relation to Nick was and what she knew of him. Nari blinked and stared at the winged man. What exactly was she to the former U.A. student? A acquaintance? A pawn? A friend? Or something more? Before Nari could respond, they had arrived at their destination. Perhaps she'd answer his question at a later time.
Nari hopped from Goro's arms into the open window, standing next to the other two in the party. With the surveillance camera demolished, they had free reign over the halls. Just as they began making their way to their destined location, she head footsteps coming from down the hall, signaling they weren't alone. Damn civilians getting in their way. Nari hid around the corner with the group and listened as someone approached. Wouldn't want them reporting any unnecessary information now~ Nari's eyes slitted as her tongue darted out, hooking to the back of the man's neck, slowly draining his blood as he grew ever so much farther from them. Nari just had to drink enough to make him pass out, then she could come back later and finish the job. Right now, it was important to make sure no one saw them, they had to stay as concealed as possible. No witnesses, no room for error. |
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Post by Meiko Hagane on Dec 30, 2018 12:01:50 GMT -4
Her dearly beloved Alaster did his duty to help this small villanous team. Goro got orders from Nick to fly them through the third floor window. First it was Nick, and then it was her turn. She went to him so he could carry her petite body to the 3rd floor As they flew there together, she quietly and politely asked him "Do you prefer Blackout or xxBlackOutRogueDevilxx. I'm fine with either" And then they got to the 3rd floor, he asked if she is prepared for this "I am, and thanks for the lift" she quietly said and waved him bye as he went to get Serpentine, She couldnt fault the guy for his prior action. And once they get a breather she would apologize to him. He is her mod after all. She needs to keep her friendly Admin role even irl. Meiko hoped after this little job the two could get to know one another
Soon Serpentine arrived as well, soon they all went to their destination, Serpentine heard footsteps, they all hid, but Serpentine was the one who dealt with that. With her disguisting and freakish tongue. Meiko noted her Quirk and smiled behind her mask.
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Post by Nick Cross on Dec 30, 2018 17:47:24 GMT -4
Abaddon. The name of an angel supposedly meaning ‘the destroyer’. He could think of little more fitting for the person whose destiny it was to destroy the old society to make way for the new.
The moment they were all gathered within the building he glanced between them and then straightened up his tie. “Right. This is the part where we need to move fast and deal with anyone in our way as swiftly as possible. Let’s go.”
They had barely made it into the building when there came the sound of footsteps rapidly approaching. Before he could act, Nari shot her tongue out quite a considerable length and - yikes. He was probably more familiar with Nari’s tongue than anyone else there, but even so he had never seen her do that before. He let out a quiet, amused chuckle. “That’s one way to handle it. Or maybe tongue-le it...”
Signs along the walls identified the routes to the different parts of the building, just as he had expected. He hurried in the direction of the main broadcast room, hoping his companions would continue to efficiently dispatch anyone who crossed them. He did not want to use his Quirk just yet with how easily it exhausted him...
Within the main broadcast room of Tokyo5, the six o'clock news was about to begin. A jingle familiar to most of the nation blared as employees watched from behind controls and cameras. In front of these was a curved desk, where a woman sat with a large screen behind her.
“Good evening, Japan!” this woman declared, a bright, sunny smile on her face, blissfully ignorant of what was about to come crashing down upon her. “I’m your host Watanabe Yui bringing you tonight’s headlines live from Tokyo5. On tonight’s news, the mystery of the nomadic cucumbers…”
Abaddon and his group at last reached an entrance to the room behind the screen. He paused and glanced back at his companions. “Blackout, you take over the controls. Lady Lavande and Serpentine, you subdue the people inside with your Quirks in whatever ways you can. Once we’re in, my contact will bring us our special guests for us to dispose of live in air, which I imagine won’t take long at all. Crowley will be able to get us a ride out of here once all of that’s over with. Just listen to me when we are. Everyone ready? Three, two, one -”
Regardless of whether the others were ready or not, he burst into the room with speed that almost matched his Quirk, appearing around the other side of the screen to a flurry of shocked gasps and interrupting Miss Watanabe mid-sentence as she propelled from her seat.
He sidled right up to the news anchor, letting out a much louder chuckle as he ran a hand down the side of her horrified face. “That’s more than enough about that. We’ll take it from here, if you don’t mind.”
He pushed Miss Watanabe aside in a manner that looked like a gentle one-handed shove, but must have had considerable force behind it from the way she stumbled and fell. Ignoring this, he turned his attention to the cameras, which his companions would hopefully have commandeered by this point.
He stood tall. He stood proud. He stood firm. He spread his arms out wide.
It all comes down to this.
“Let the battle cry go forth, which is give the people what they want! And I know exactly what you want, my fellow Quirkers: retribution. Payback for the sins committed against us for simply being what we are. You know what happened at the military camp. Ask yourself: do you truly believe you can continue living as you were now that you know your own government sees you as a threat that must be destroyed? It is not safe for us here, or anywhere. The whole world is the same. No matter where we go we are the monsters, the accidents, the crimes against nature. The government struck first because of this, and now our only choice is to rise up and strike back!”
Feeling a sudden surge of empowerment from his own words, he climbed up onto the desk and clenched a fist. “For too long we have allowed ourselves to be at the mercy of those who despise us! They have belittled us, assaulted us and murdered us, and to all of that I say no more! We are greater than what they say we are! We are capable of more than they could ever be! We are the next stage of humanity’s evolution! It is time for us to embrace our true potential and break free from those who wish to hold us back! What say you?”
He had never felt so alive. Every word he yelled out flooded his body with more and more raw power. He could not remember the last time he had sounded so confident and bold.
And yet he was not done. Hopefully, Thunder’s men would have seen him and already be on their way with their special guests. He had promised the Quirked people retribution for Semper Fi, after all - and he intended to deliver it.
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Post by Crimson on Dec 30, 2018 21:11:16 GMT -4
“You’re going to be so late and make us look like idiots!”
“I’m not goin to be late, aight! Maybe if you’d have knocked the bitch out properly, I could have gotten us there earlier!”
“Well if YOU would of stopped oggling- OW”
“Shut the hell up and hold onto something.”
Quite suddenly, there was a loud BANG at the entrance of the Tokyo5 building. Unlike Abbadon and his group, Fuze Box and his lackeys made for a much noisier entrance. A white delivery van would suddenly crash through the front entrance of the building, shattering the glass and bending the metal of the doorway as the van drove through the main lobby and came to a stop only after crashing into the reception desk, killing the receptionist that had chosen to duck for cover underneath it.
“See, on time, right in the door”
Fuze Box would state, laughing hysterically at the whole absurdity of his actions. He would unbuckle the seatbelt and readjust the mask covering his eyes before standing up and moving to the back of the van. The other lackeys within were pretty shaken up, some tossed about with his crazy driving but no one seriously injured.
The young man would then walk up to one of the two hostages, slapping the older woman twice in the face to snap her out of what appeared to be a panic attack. This woman, once a driving instructor, had been present during the debacle of Semper Fi, and one of the two hostages Thundershock and his men had been able to track down and capture.
“What do you think miss Hisakawa? Do I pass my licensing exam? Buahahahahaha”
He cackled once more as he kicked her down sideways, grabbing the binds that held her and then dragging her outside the back of the van. She was kicking around wildly in a miserable attempt to get free, though no screams could be heard due to the duct tape on her mouth and a shock collar around her neck to prevent her from trying to screech through the tape.
As Fuze box dragged her out, a second man with bright blue hair dressed in a dark suit with a full face mask walked out behind him with a white haired woman in tow. This woman’s name was Tsuki Nosagi, a doctor known for her capabilities on the battlefield. Not an easy catch, but she looked to be much calmer than her counterpart.
It didn’t take the team of villains long to secure the main floor then send Asahi and his blue haired companion up to the newsroom with their hostages in check. They would wait behind the scenes until Abbadon’s cue to bring the two woman in, tossing them face first onto the ground before him.
Meanwhile, operators within Tokyo5 that hadn’t quite been overtaken by the Villains made every attempt to shut the broadcast down before any of this could be seen by the public, however, any time they tried a woman’s voice would project itself into their earphones.
“Nice try boys, but you can’t shut the broadcast down with me around”
The woman’s voice would say with a light giggle behind her words. On one of the teleprompters nearby Abaddon and the other villains, the image of Kyoko would appear for just a brief moment.
“hello hello~ i heard you need some help. Dont worry thunder’s covering the tab.”
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-Permission from Pilo to put in a little bit for Kyoko.
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Post by Nick Cross on Dec 30, 2018 21:52:18 GMT -4
Sure enough, if the mighty cacophony Abaddon could hear even from three floors up was anything to go by, Thunder’s men had arrived.
He couldn’t send anyone subtle. But I suppose this isn’t about subtlety. Quite the opposite, in fact…
He held a hand up to one ear. “Oh, what’s that? Ladies and gentlemen, I think a very important delivery has just arrived! Stay tuned, ‘cause it’s about to get wild!” He finished his declaration by tilting his head back and letting out a brief but highly entertained laugh.
This is fun.
A moment or two later, a woman he probably had spoken to on Thunder’s network but never met face to face appeared on one of the teleprompters to inform them she was keeping the broadcast from being shut down. He nodded a quick acknowledgement to her.
He heard noise from behind the screen that could only mean Thunder’s men had finally arrived with their delivery.
“Sounds like they’re here now!” he loudly declared. “Folks, give a warm welcome to our two special guests!”
Thunder’s men emerged and threw a pair of older women to his feet. His lips curled with contempt before he turned his attention back to the cameras. He held an arm out to the pair.
“Quirkers of the world, I promised you retribution, did I not? Well, I intend to deliver it. These two women were involved in the Semper Fi disaster. They tried to kill us for being what we are! Fortunately, they failed, but their crimes cannot go unpunished. They must pay the ultimate price - the very same price they wanted us to pay for the crime of being born!”
He gestured to his companions, indicating that now was the time to come forward and dish out bloody punishment of their choice. The first woman he reached for was the white-haired woman whose near-total calmness in the face of certain doom was frankly rather pissing him off. He seized her roughly by the scruff of the neck and sneered right into her face.
“Tsuki Nosagi, was it?” Thunder had provided him with a little information on the two so that he had something to say. “You unleashed powerful, dangerous drugs on innocent Quirkers.” I mean, so did I when I helped Thunder smuggle the QED into Yuuei, but I wasn’t happy about doing that. “That wasn’t very nice, you know, especially for a supposedly esteemed military doctor. What say you in your defence?”
Before she had chance to answer - if the frosty bitch was even going to answer at all - he threw her in the direction of his companions. At least she made a pained sound when she landed. That made him laugh. “It doesn’t matter; nothing you say is going to earn you forgiveness! You’re getting exactly what you deserve!”
With that, he left her at the mercy of his companions.
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Post by Nari Shimizu on Dec 31, 2018 0:12:08 GMT -4
It took a few minutes before the passerby fell unconscious, but at least he was taken care of. Nari poked her hear around the corner and turned back to the group, noting the coast was clear and that it was safe to proceed. Nick, or Abandon as she was to refer to him as, went first, dashing a bit away from the group in search of the right broadcasting room. Nari, Meiko, and Goro soon followed. Meiko and Goro went on ahead as Nari stayed back for a bit, waiting to see if any other simple minded civilians dare show their face in these pearly white halls. As she rounded the corner, she noticed two woman walking out of a room chatting with one another. Thankfully their backs were to Nari, not having noticed her as they left the now closed room. Nari turned her head to see them walking and smirked, her eyes slitting once more as she reached for the knives strapped to her thighs. She aimed the knife accordingly and sent it flying, right into the woman on the right's neck, causing her to stop and fall down. With this small window of opportunity, Nari ran up to the woman on the left and tackled her to the ground, plunging the second knife she had in and out of her back while softly chuckling. She wanted to be louder, but that would just attract unwanted attention. While stabbing the woman beneath her, she lunged her tongue out and latched it to the maroon haired woman on the right, finishing her off before she could even think of calling for help. The warm coppery taste of blood filled her senses, so addictive like that of a drug. She was practically in heaven as she drank her sweet elixir, looking up to the heavens with a look of pure bliss on her face. Killing two birds with one stone now, how nice~ The once white and pristine walls were now painted a deep shade of red, it needed a change of color anyway. White was so out of style~
With her victims taken care of, Nari made her way to the studio where the other three had been while Nari was having fun. It was a shame she had to leave so soon, but she had better things to attend to. She was having too much of a good time that she almost missed Abandon's speech, thankfully she made it just in time to hear what he had to say. It seemed she had missed some of the carnage as Lavande and Blackout were now controlling the camera once controlled by the now lifeless cameramen. Seemed like they ad started the fun without her, hoe rude of them. She could hardly contain her urges to start maiming the people inside, but she would be good and wait until Nick finished his little speech. Nari stood with her hands on her hips, glaring around the room at the terrifying non-quirkers if they should dare make eye contact with her or make a move to interrupt. Just as Abandoned finished his spiel, the doors to the broadcasting room slammed open once more, it seemed there were more reinforcements that Nari didn't know about. The men threw two tied up women to the ground, leaving them for the rest of them to slaughter. What fun this would be~ These women were responsible for Semper Fi, they were the cause of this uproar. If they thought they had the upper hand in this situation, they were surly mistaken.
Nari watched as Nick took a hold of one of the woman, a white haired doctor it seemed, who had drugged innocent quirkers for her own sadistic pleasure. Oh this one was all Nari's~ Nick pushed the woman to Nari before the other had a chance to respond to his question. Nari snickered and stepped to her side, licking a line up her face so the camera could clearly see. "How adorable you are, shaking like a poor defenseless pup left to die in the rain~" she whispered to the woman, getting close enough to hook her tongue to the back of her neck without the camera's noticing. Nari ran her fingers through the woman's hair before stepping behind her, letting her consume that oh so satisfying red nectar before she would meet her demise. Nari held a knife in both hands before she stabbed them simultaneously into the woman's neck, letting the camera see as her tear filled eyes rolled into the back of her mind before she collapsed to the ground. Nari pulled her tongue back into her mouth before the camera noticed. The green eyed girl looked to the camera and licked away the stray blood on her lips, her tongue appearing normal to the camera. The brunette smirked as she stared at the camera with slitted eyes, if they thought this was the worst they could do, this was only just the beginning. |
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Post by Nick Cross on Dec 31, 2018 13:12:38 GMT -4
“Daaaaaaamn.”
Abaddon whistled as Serpentine set upon the white-haired woman with overflowing amounts of glee and violence. I’m suddenly glad I’m on her good side.
He let out a laugh and turned his attention back to the cameras. If only they knew how wide his grin was. “Did you see that, ladies and gentlemen? Such is the fate that awaits any Quirkless bastard who acts against their betters. The weak fall before the strong!” Another laugh, louder and more powerful. “Alright, we’re rocking now!”
With a spring in his step, he made his way over to their next victim, even adding a spin just because he felt like it. He crouched beside the remaining woman, seized her hair and wrenched her head back. “So, diving instructor Hisakawa Masumi, what do you think?” This woman was at least more responsive than the previous one, glaring daggers at him with her teeth bared. “I mean, you have a Quirk, don’t you? Oh, right, but you’ll never use it. Even though you were born with a gift, you hate it. It’s that hatred that caused you to try and kill your own at Semper Fi.” He tutted and shook his head. “A pity, it truly is. You could’ve been so much more, and there is little more tragic than wasted potential…”
The woman opened her mouth, possibly about to retort something, but he did not give her the chance before he threw her towards his companions as he had the first woman. “Well, Hisakawa? Are you going to use your gift or not? It’s the only thing that'll give you a chance here!”
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Post by Goro Utari on Dec 31, 2018 15:27:40 GMT -4
Goro almost jumped out of his skin at the sight of Nari’s tongue lunging forward like some kind of lamprey and latching right onto a guard’s neck. As a mutant himself, he was of course no stranger to bizarre mutations, but he couldn’t help his reaction anyway. Thank God for his helmet obscuring his brief moment of fright before he managed to compose himself.
He coughed before muttering “Nice work, Serpentine,” a little awkwardly, then followed the others to the broadcast room. They only encountered one more guard on their way, but the poor fool hadn’t properly guarded his neck. One slice was all it took to take care of him.
Nick was still refusing to use his full villain name. Of course. Goro rolled his eyes behind his mask again and folded his arms. “Abaddon, I already told you-”
Before he could even finish speaking, Nick rushed into the room, leaving Goro in the dust for a moment. Moments later, Goro followed, delivering a swift uppercut to the cameraman’s jaw before commandeering his equipment. He’d much rather be speaking instead of letting his brother do all the talking for them, but he also didn’t trust any of their comrades to do an adequate job in his position.
Perhaps it was the voice filter, or perhaps it was just the rush of what they were doing, but for once Goro wasn’t losing his patience just by hearing Nick’s voice. He was, as Nick was wont to do, being needlessly theatrical about the whole thing, but that was about the only problem.
Following Nosagi with the camera required Goro to back up quite a bit, but he managed to get all the perfect gorey details in frame anyway. This time, he was expecting the tongue, so there was no flinching or even blinking as it shot out again.
Then, Nick tossed the second woman in his direction. Or, rather, he tossed her in the direction of him, Nari, and Meiko, but Nari had already taken responsibility for the first one, and Goro actually recognized this one. Hisakawa Masumi, a former diving instructor, and perhaps the perpetrator of the events at Semper Fi that disgusted Goro the most. One of their own acting exactly how the quirkless scum that hold them down was far worse than another piece of trash behaving how they’re expected to.
Before anyone else could move, Goro rushed for Masumi, seizing her from the ground and pushing her down into one of the studio’s chairs that hadn’t already been knocked over. He motioned silently to Nari to take control of the camera he’d left behind, before pushing his blood-soaked knife to Masumi’s throat.
“Six teenagers with Quirks, five of whom were training to be heroes, but it wasn’t enough for you, was it? They’d signed up for an exercise intended to train them to rescue quirkless civilians, but I suppose all the effort they went to doesn’t absolve them of their sin of simply existing, in your eyes.” The knife wasn’t parallel to her neck, but rather pointed at it, the tip a pointed suggestion to raise her head. “So, what makes you any different?” Goro continued, his voice beginning to slip from its usual emotionless demeanor into an angrier, less composed tone.
“Must we despise our own kind as much as you do to be allowed to live? Is that how you think you earn the title of ‘one of the good ones’ in the view of the quirkless? Because there isn’t such a thing to them, Masumi, and you must know that, given the company you kept.” Leaning forward slightly, Goro took a step to the side, giving the camera a better view of the whole scene, before suddenly removing the knife from Masumi’s neck and plunging it into her right hand without hesitation.
“I’ve heard you dared to use your Quirk at Semper Fi, actually.” If it weren’t for the visor between them, Goro would be staring daggers into her eyes. “It was so important to you to murder even a couple misguided children that you’d use the very thing you despise so much just for that. You’d betray yourself for a taste of their blood.” He twisted the knife a few times, before yanking it back out again. “But a Quirk is like a limb; it’s useless if you don’t exercise it. What were you expecting to happen?”
Again, the knife met flesh, this time embedded up to the handle through her left shoulder. “Ah, I’m sure you would’ve been given the death penalty had we not intervened, but what of your comrades? Those poor defenceless trained soldiers who had to struggle so much against a group of disorganized, underage teenagers who couldn’t so much as defend themselves legally?” Goro spoke as if Masumi was capable of answering him, his words dripping with revulsion and sarcasm. “I’m sure they would’ve been much better off. Do you think Nosagi over there would’ve even seen the inside of a jail cell?”
He withdrew the knife again after twisting it, reveling in the sight of blood soaking into the chair. Goro had every intention of drawing this out as much as he could, but of course, that came with the caveat of letting his comrades get a word in every so often.
“Hey, Lavende?” He called. “Do you have anything to say to her?”
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Post by Meiko Hagane on Dec 31, 2018 17:29:16 GMT -4
Nick did his thing. He finally broadcasted his message to the world... aka Japan. Although, he was overly theatrical which was annoying to Meiko. Frankly she didnt care about his message. She just wants to kill to release her pent up bloodlust and frustration. Soon after Nick said his thing, Thunders people arrived, and boy did they make a bombastic entry. What surprised Meiko was what they brought or rather WHO they brought. It was the bitch who tried to drown her "YOU!!!" she mentally said, she didnt say this out loud Meiko barely contained herself, as Nick and Serpent had to continue their bullshit theatrical charade of bullshit that she did not care about. What Meiko cared about now was VENGENCE
She did not care what Serpentine did to the other no name bitch. Meiko was focused on the diving instructor who tried to have her killed. She was glaring daggers at her, her hands were twitching and itching to just have a go at her.
"HURRY UP NICK!!!! FINISH YOUR BULLSHIT SPEECH!!! I DONT CARE IF SHE HAS A QUIRK!!! LEMME AT HER!!!!" Meiko thougt to herself as she was mad like a rabid dog. She almost started drooling under her mask, she was ready to kill KILL KILL
And then Nick finally threw her towards her, but Goro was the one who got to her first. Meiko internally screamed. But luckily Goro was soon finished, before he finished his sentence, she finally had her go at the woman
“Hey, Lav-"
Meiko charged over to the woman, let out a bloodcurdling scream of anger, hate and rage, pulling out a spear out of her forehead and stabbed the woman in the other shoulder
"YOU!!!!! YOU TRIED TO DROWN ME BACK THERE!!!! I WILL KILL YOU!!!!" as her spear was stuck in her shoulder, Meiko grabbed the woman by the throat "I was there! I WAS THERE!!! YOU SHUT OUT THE EXITS!!! YOU GAVE FALSE CLUES THAT LEAD TO NOWHERE!!! I WILL END YOU!!! SLOWLY AND VERY PAINFULLY!!!"
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Post by Goro Utari on Dec 31, 2018 18:07:39 GMT -4
Lavende almost bowled Goro over as she rushed forward and stabbed Masumi with a spear that she hadn’t been holding a second ago. It looked like she’d drawn it from her own forehead, and if that were the case that’d certainly be an interesting quirk. However, there were more important things for Goro to think about than Lavende’s quirk; more specifically, her newly-revealed involvement with the events at Semper Fi. So, it seemed the one non-UA student who’d been trapped in the sinking ship had been Lavende herself; a development Goro hadn’t expected but, in retrospect, he probably should have. Of course one of their allies would’ve been one of the victims, it only made sense that they’d come here desiring revenge.
He didn’t even attempt to stop Lavende from venting her frustrations, she deserved to have the chance after all, but her sheer rage only compelled Goro to wound Masumi further. He couldn’t reach her neck, on account of Lavende’s hand being in the way, but there was something else he could reach rather easily.
He’d heard mentions of Nick taking out one of their fellow villains’ eyes prior to his own arrival in Japan, and he was sure Nick had done an awful job of it, like he did most things, and in the moment Goro decided he wanted to demonstrate how to do so properly.
With Lavende’s hand holding Masumi’s head in place, Goro grabbed her forehead and pushed it back roughly. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, he inserted the tip of the knife into Masumi’s eye socket, in the small gap between the eye and the socket, until it reached far enough to pry out the whole eyeball. Which he then proceeded to do in one horrible, ragged motion that left the eyeball squishing on the floor.
“Oh, no, Masumi, don’t worry, you aren’t going to need that where you’re headed anyway.” Goro mock-comforted her, pulling her face back down to show the camera his handiwork. “Lavende, I assume you wish to do the honours?”
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Post by Meiko Hagane on Dec 31, 2018 18:34:29 GMT -4
Goro for a second appeared beside her. She was curious to see what would he say or do. What he did was, unexpected, but acceptable. He took her eye. Meiko didnt wanna waste time, she said slowly and painfully, but she wanted to get it over with.
She threw the woman on the ground, screamed, took her spear and stabbed the woman in the face. Repeatedly, cheek, 2nd eye, mouth, firehead. Thoe are all the areas she got to pierce with her spear. She did it again and again and again and again. Until she lost her energy and breath.
Once she was done and incredibly bloodied from this. She just took her weapon and backed away and stood beside Goro. If Nick wanted to say or do anything, he could. He was the one in charge after all.
This here was a .... pleasant surprise. She'd have to thank him for this later, she didnt expect sweet vengence. Truth be told, Meiko wanted to track this woman who scarred her and made her stay at home, locked for weeks.
She wanted to kill the woman. And now she did.
Meiko wondered if Nick knew of her involvement and planned this? Was this his payment for her?
Questions for another day
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Post by Nick Cross on Dec 31, 2018 19:05:24 GMT -4
Whatever Abaddon had expected, it had not quite been for Lady Lavande to go completely utterly apeshit. Even his eyebrows lifted a considerable way as he watched her stab so vigorously her arm was a blur. It made Blackout’s pathetic imitation of his eyeball-popping escapade look tame by comparison.
Jesus. I didn’t even know she was involved when shit hit the fan at the camp, but I did see her there, so I shouldn’t be surprised she got caught up in it.
Nor could he blame her for exacting vengeance in such a passionate manner. He would have done exactly the same in her shoes. Probably worse. He should have suspected she might have been involved in the camp disaster all along, but in truth his only reason for recruiting her had been because she was one of the few people who was anywhere close to being his ally. It was quite a helpful convenience.
He quietly coughed to compose himself and turned his attention away from the bloody mess that used to be Hisakawa Masumi and back to the cameras. “Well, there you have it, folks. If you needed proof those women were involved in the camp attacks, that was it.”
He was aware at the back of his mind that the authorities would be on their way. They needed to wrap things up and get the hell out of there. “The ultimate price has been paid, but our battle is far from over. On the contrary: it has just begun. I, Abaddon, call for all Quirkers to rise against our oppressors and carve a new world where only the strong rule! No more will we be assaulted in the streets, or forced to live in the sewers, or made to imitate make-believe like we’re some kind of joke!” The last one being a swipe at Yuuei and the Pro Hero system in general. “This is our world now! And we, the Gifted Underground, defenders of Quirked kind, will stop at nothing until we claim it!”
With those final words he made a quick ‘cutting’ gesture in the direction of the controls, hoping either Blackout or Thunder’s henchwoman would get the message and cut the broadcast.
Their message had been sent. It was time to get the hell out of there.
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Post by Goro Utari on Dec 31, 2018 19:24:48 GMT -4
Goro rushed over back to his camera and struggled to shut off the feed for a moment before finally locating the correct button and flipping it. He didn’t bother giving any kind of signal to Nick to let him know, he figured his brother would be able to tell he’d done it anyway.
He turned to face the window of the studio, contemplating their best escape route. “Abaddon, do you have an escape route in mind, or did you fail to plan that far ahead?” He asked, the usual spite in his voice gone thanks to the adrenaline rush he was still riding. “If you haven’t, I suppose leaving the way we came isn’t a safe bet anymore.”
He stepped past the bloodied pile that was formerly known as Hisakawa Masumi and picked up the host from where she’d been pushed earlier. “Should anyone come in to try and play heroes though, we at least have hostages left to dissuade them.” He wrenched her arms behind her back and motioned toward Serpentine again, this time pointing at the woman she’d just slaughtered. “Get the binds off her and bring them over here.” His other hand was holding his knife to the host’s throat, keeping her in place so she won’t consider running.
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Post by Brandon Drake on Dec 31, 2018 19:33:00 GMT -4
Tokyo5’s news broadcast was never really watched here in Can’t or Kent. Normally the channel is quickly switched to some novelty act or a re run of Ultra Warrior. Unfortunately, within an instant Kent and a recovering Brandon’s eyes were glued to the screen.
A group of quirk-using terrorists have managed to overrun the station and have taken several people hostage. A masked figure claiming themselves as Abbadon take center stage. He soon proclaims his group’s goal and mission. “We are the next stage of humanity’s evolution! It is time for us to embrace our true potential and break free from those who wish to hold us back! What say you?” Abbadon seems to be enjoying this, even more when he starts grabbing an hostage.
“This guy has the gall to try to justify themself...” Kent quietly whispers as he turns his head towards the makeshift bed Brandon is resting in. Kent looks surprised. A barely recovered Brandon puts on his jacket and removes some of the bandages. “What are you doing?” Kent questions as Brandon starts getting off the bed. ”What do you think, huh?” A growl emitted from Brandon’s furious scrowl.
Just then a masked man starts shoving his knife onto a lady hostage, claimed to be involved in shady business. That mask, that gear. Brandon immediately recognizes that bat bitch. “The hell is he doing? Is that her...Damn it! I should have chased after him!” Brandon, now furious, reaches to grab his helmet, only for Kent to grab his arm.
”Calm down.”
”What are you doing?”
”We need a plan for this. You don’t know how many quirk users are ther-“
”I DON’T CARE, I’M NOT GOING TO LET THEM HURT ANY MORE PEOPLE! YOU OF ALL PEOPLE SHOULD BE-“
The scream of another of the terrorists from the broadcast interrupted them, leaving them to witness the result of her berserker barrage. There lays a corpse.
Brandon glares at Kent. A brief moment of silence, then Kent walks to the door. “Don’t kill them. Otherwise we can’t claim ourselves to be better than them. I’m messaging you the location. Once you get there call me so we can make our next move.”
Brandon nods, puts on his helmet, and rushes out the door, towards the source of the broadcast as he’s looking at his phone. As Kent waits for him to call back, he gets a message. Puzzled, Kent glares at it.
From king of all coffee:
oof, just saw that. I’m guessing brandy s already made up his mind? Just don’t bruise that bat man a lot, He’s a lot more worth alive than deaz thx son = D.
Kent stares in confusion, then looks at the door. Brandon runs towards the studio, screaming with every step.
Drag-On, are you ready?
“HELL YEAH I AAAAAAAAAAMMMM!”
Brandons stats
Quirk: E
Boxing: F
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