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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on Apr 17, 2020 12:13:12 GMT -4
Calm down... calm down... Her heart was definitely beating a little faster. This sort of thing wasn't her usual style; she was... well, alright, she was a killer, okay? She had to admit it; she was literally a serial killer better known by the name the news gave her than her own name, something that still pissed her off, but at least she was known... hell, with how life has been going, it was probably better that way. But she was still nervous; this was her first time doing this sort of thing, and normally she wouldn't even dream about trying it, but... Muramasa told her to. He told her to embrace her fury... and Niso.... She paused, thinking back to the short conversation she had with him in that villain chat... just seeing his name... she couldn't help but break into a little smile, even if she still had some awkward feelings towards him. Just seeing his name made her happy, let alone hearing him, or him calling her princess... wait. She shook her head, shaking him out of her thoughts for now. She had to focus, she had something she needed to do, she had something to prove... maybe just to herself, but, she had to prove to Muramasa and Niso that she could do stuff... but she was still nervous. Luzia paced back and forth, occasionally stopping to lean and look down at the jewelry store, but returning to pacing soon enough. The cool night air did help to calm her a bit; looking up and seeing the utter black of the sky, imagining neon against it, all the possibilities... it helped to calm her. She had even taken a little something to help calm her nerves, and she was waiting for it to kick in. She was on the rooftop of the building across the jewelry store, gravel crunching gently under her feet as she paced more. She was dressed a little differently than her usual; with Muramasa, she didn't have the luxury of cute oufits like she did with Kyoko, though she did get one that was surprisingly nice; she was dressed in a black top, big enough that one shoulder was sliding off of her shoulder and went over her hips, and a pink jacket that went over her palms. Jeans - ones that fit for the first time in her life - and a pair of pink sneaker shoes. Not her first choice for an outfit, but overall one that she can't complain about, especially since she got a new domino mask, one that wasn't splattered with blood, sitting over her eyes. Where were they? Someone named 'SilentShadow', or at least, that was their name in the villain chat, was supposed to be here. She gave them the date and time, and she actually followed her own schedule for their sake. She had been waiting here all day, even slept here, but now she was ready to go, or at least, was ready as she was gonna be. She hated waiting! She paced more, going back and forth, brushing a little bit of gravel off of her rear as she paced some more. She didn't mind them being punctual, but she hoped to hell and back that they weren't late... or worse, ditched her. Oooooh, if they stood her up, she was going to be pissed. |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2020 13:01:38 GMT -4
 Normally, Miyami would not really care about keeping others waiting. Hell, she usually just didn't care, period. But when it came to business, to actually working with someone on a job, then her usual attitude made a complete 180. Seeing as the girl barely had a place to call home, she needed all the money she could get. It was not like she was in any position to apply for a regular job. Ha! The moment she tried, the cops would be more than happy to take her away. And all because of some bullshit she didn't even have any control over. And speaking of control... I don't know if you can hear me or not, but don't come out unless I actually need you, San'en! The last thing I need is you fucking up everything!As usual, there was not much to Miyami's clothing and gear. All she really had were gray jeans, a black t-shirt, black sneakers, a black backpack, and her navy blue hoodie. It was not much, but the hood combined with her simple black mask meant that her face and hair was concealed. The last thing she needed was for someone to see her very distinct appearance. As for tools, all Miyami really had was a switchblade. Not like the girl had ever killed before, but in most situations, just having a weapon of some kind was usually sufficient. I really need more things. This is ridiculous! Hopefully I can make at least a decent profit.With all the necessary preparations done, it was time to meet up with her partner. Miyami left early, specifically to avoid being yelled at for being late. Again, in any other situation, she wouldn't care at all, but business was business. She wanted to do better than living in a run down warehouse with a group of fellow delinquents. Not that she minded them, as they were the closest thing she had to family right now, but Miyami did not want to live like that forever. She could do so much better. Checking the phone that she stole several nights ago, Miyami was relieved to see that she was indeed on time by the time she met up with her partner. Greeting the fellow villain with a nod, Miyami spoke in her usual bored and seemingly tired tone. "Silent Shadow here." Though she was tempted to ask if the female was ready, such a question was probably stupid. Of course, she was. This lady was the one setting this whole thing up. Miyami was just here for the ride. ~ WC 430 ~ |
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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on Apr 17, 2020 14:24:54 GMT -4
Tap. Tap tap. Tap tap tap. Taptaptaptaptaptaptaptap....
Eventually, Luzia had turned to tapping her foot; her blood was cool in her veins, and she kept checking the watch that she was borrowing just to see how close they were getting to being late. Eventually she got bored with that, thouggh, and her thoughts turned to Niso again. It had been a couple weeks since she last saw him now... it was honestly torture to be without him for a day, but she had been distracting herself, usually in the usual way, but, she also made the news again so it was nice to hear people talk about her, too.
"Silent Shadow here."
Luzia blinked, pulled out of her thoughts by the sudden voice, turning to the voice. The first thing she noticed was definitely how little color she was wearing... all black and gray... not even a touch of pink or red or green or blue, though, despite the lack of color, it didn't look too bad. She checked her watch, and the timing was so perfect she had to do a double-take; she was on time, as in, perfectly on time. Wow, she had heard of punctual, but not this punctal.
"Heeeey!" Smiling brightly, if a tad nervously from the job ahead of them, Luzia threw her arms out in her greeting, letting them flop to her side as she walked over, waving softly with one hand. "I'm the Painter, it's nice to meet you... I mean, I guess? That's what I should say, right?" She hrm'd, rubbing the back of her head. It was the only thing she could think of to say, so it had to be right.
"Well, uh..." She started, motioning for the girl to get closer, looking over the edge of the roof down to the closed jewelry store down below. "That's the place I wanna hit. I'm thinking that we smash the glass, grab what we can, and book it before anyone shows up. Nice and simple... is that okay?" She still wasn't sure about this, about any of it, especially when her plan was so simple... there was a funny feeling inside of her that grabbing some chips and burgers in the same way was a lot easier than grabbing some necklaces and rings. So she looked to her partner, hopeful that the idea was okay. She smiled, pushing down her nervousness, just a little bit, so it could look like she was confident about it.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2020 10:22:11 GMT -4
Now ordinarily, Miyami did not keep up with the news or anything like that. One, she usually didn't give a crap about any of the shit the media spewed. And two, the girl dreaded to see if and when she would show up on there. The girl was on the run, after all, and she did not believe that she would ever be able to completely fade into obscurity despite the multitude of criminals running around that easily overshadowed a nobody like her. Still, it was a good idea to occasionally skim through various sources of news to check for anything important. So when the lady here introduced herself as the Painter, Miyami had already pretty much had an idea of what to expect. Oh, joy.Unlike her partner, Miyami was... less than enthusiastic. Still, she did her best to hide this fact. Nothing personal, but Miyami would be very surprised if the two managed to succeed in their little heist without anyone showing up to try and stop them. The girl was many things, but optimistic was definitely not one of them. Still, she had no choice here. Might as well try her best to see this through to the end. So with a mischievous grin that did its best to mask her feelings of apprehension, Miyami nodded at the Painter. "Sounds good. Nice and simple." Yeah, nice and simple. An easy job that had absolutely zero chance of anything going wrong, right? Still, the girl needed the money and valuables, so what else could she do? "Ready to do this whenever you are."And once it was time, Miyami followed her partner to the store front. Of course, the girl did not want to look like she was only playing second fiddle, that she was actually having second thoughts about this. So grabbing a brick off of the ground, the girl threw it at the window with as much strength as she could muster. And with an 'alternate entrance' created, it was time to get to work. Though the sound of glass shattering felt immensely satisfying to hear, the sound of an alarm going off was definitely less so. Unless by some miracle the alarm was either not functioning properly, was silent, or just did not exist. But regardless of an audible alarm or lack thereof, Miyami did not want to stay here for longer than necessary. Oh hello there! Spotting a beautiful lavender ring, Miyami decided to put this one in her pocket to keep for herself. As for the rest of the jewelry here, the girl simply opened her backpack and began to cram as much jewelry in there as she could. While the girl did not want to get too greedy and spend too much time here, she also did not want to leave with only a pocket change's worth of jewelry. She wanted to buy decent clothes for once, not to mention eating something besides ramen and fast food all the time. "Alright, I think I nabbed enough. Ready to ditch this place?" The sooner Miyami left this place, the better. She did not want to take any chances. ~ WC 525 ~ |
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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on Apr 21, 2020 14:13:18 GMT -4
Luzia was a little relieved when Shadow so easily agreed with her idea. She knew it wasn't the best plan, but she wasn't the best at making plans, she was someone that kind of just did things. She was fully aware that it wasn't very good, but she did try to think ahead; it wasn't like it was a rundown part of town, but it was farther away from any cop stations than others; there was probably gonna be an alarm, but the cops would probably take a little longer to get here. Plus, the place was closed, so they had at least a few minutes to grab stuff and get out. She smiled, slightly more confident now, and nodded with determination. "Right! Let's do it!"
Getting down the building was simple, and she, still nervous, but more confident and even a little excited, actually jumped down the fire escape a floor at a time, using the edges more than the stairs as she fell and grabbed several times, until her feet hit the ground underneath. She waited for Shadow to make her way down, peeking out of the alley, checking to make sure no one was around, then running across the street. She was just about to start charging some neon to fire, but Shadow grabbed a brick instead. "Oooh, good idea! Less noticeable!"
The sound of shattering glass, while not as good as crunching bone, was a lovely sound, though the lack of an alarm concerned her. "No alarm? Is it silent?" She wondered curiously, but she shook her head, "Whatever, forget it, let's just grab the stuff and go!" She pulled the backpack off of her shoulders, pointing a finger at the glass cases, using a smaller, less noticeable use of her bright quirk to fire small, but still strong enough shots to destroy the glass, breaking several cases at once before grabbing jewelry by the handful and stuffing it into her bag.
As she did, she couldn't help but smile. Her heart was pounding, but in a different way than usual; this was the first time she did something like this, and it was actually kind of fun. So far it was easy... she looked over her shoulder now and then, looking at Shadow and seeing how she was doing, and even looking outside to check to see if anyone was coming, but even then, most of her attention was on the very lovely jewels, the rings, the necklaces, the bracelets made of gold and silver and diamond and rubies that were oh so pretty... she'd wear them later, though! She had to get out fast!
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Post by Gabriel Creed on Apr 21, 2020 15:21:07 GMT -4
Gabriel let out a sigh as he walked down the night time streets of Tokyo. For a group such as the A.Q.A.M. to be as prolific as they are, you would have thought that maybe they would have a public record of who all were members in their little organization. But no that would be faaar too easy now wouldn't it? A day wasted in the Tokyo library on one of their computers as far as the white haired teen was concerned.
As he pondered what his next move might be, he heard the faint whirring of an alarm in the distance. "I doubt Lady Luck would smile on me... but who knows? Could be one of them making a "statement" during the night." he mused making his way over there at a run, following the sirens call of... well, the siren. When he arrived, Gabriel couldn't help but give a disappointed groan at what he saw in front of him. "Oi, Princess Bubblegum Pinky, sign says the stores closed." he called over to one of the apparent burglars who was wearing bright pink of all things to rob a store at night. Not that he could comment really given his attire was mostly white, but it was the principle of the thing.
Gabriel crossed his arms across his chest as he walked towards the broken window, almost examining it it would seem. "Look I'm a fair guy, and its obvious you're new to this whole breaking and entering deal. Although your pal seems to be a little more clued up than you on how to dress for a night time bit of robbing." he said, nodding towards the girl dressed in the darker clothes. "So, here's the deal. One time offer. You two put back all the shit you picked up, leave right now without any fuss or screw ups, and we all go on our merry way as if nothing here happened." he offered, holding out one hand as if to imitate a set of scales.
He then held out the other hand. "However if you figure you want to have a bit of a fight over some shiny rocks then I've got just one question for you girls." Gabriel said, as he began to trigger his Quirks transformation. His eyes became glowing orbs of pinkish purple light, with similar hued horns erupting from his head. His skin became as black as the onyx stones in the jewelers whilst a tail burst forth from the base of his spine, the street lights glinting across its metallic edges. "Ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?" he asked, his voice echoing from behind the mask of flesh that formed across his mouth.
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Post by G Hajimari on Apr 24, 2020 12:02:59 GMT -4
G was out as usual. Once again patrolling and Vigilante-ing. So far, so good. It was relatively peaceful. But as he patrolled that peace was short lived as he walked he spotted a jewelry store, it looks like it was broken into and theres a guy infront of it. Being what he is, he approaches the scene. At first he thought the guy was breaking in the jewerly store and admiring his handywork. But as he approached the guy from behind,he heard a gem "Ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?"
"Oh boy, here we go another edgelord" G thought to himself, but before he got to grab the Edge by the shoulder to turn him around, he just saw what he was talking about. He looked up ahead and saw...
Two gals that decided to steal jewerly. So using edgelord logic he got with people like Aiden, he assumed this guy was a Vigilante. But even if he wasnt he can suplex him to the nether realm or whatever. Now he had to deal with the ladies, because ladies first
"Oi!! You got 10 seconds to put down what you just stole! Or else! And trust me, I dont discriminate between men and women. I'll beat you so bad, they'll feel it in the next generation!" G said and told the ladies to drop their loot or else he will beat them down and he doesnt bluff. He was itchin for a fight. At any sign of an attack, G will just summon Goliath to stomp em
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Post by Deleted on Apr 29, 2020 11:37:10 GMT -4
Miyami did not want to get too greedy. She knew that the greedier a thief was, the more likely they would be to be stopped. It was why Miyami wanted to go now. She got enough jewelry here. The lavender ring in her pocket was enough to satisfy her, and the rest of the jewelry in her bag could be sold off for quite the profit. Nothing too major, but again, it was best to not be too greedy. After all, the sooner she left, the less of a chance she would actually be stopped by... Fucking damn it.Of course someone showed up. Why wouldn't they? The universe clearly hated her with all the bullshit she had to endure. So of course there was no way a simple robbery like this would go off without a hitch. Who the fuck even is this boy scout? Miyami rolled her eyes at the guy's words. Bullshit! People were never honest. Putting everything back, and then everyone can go along their merry way? Yeah, fuck that!It could have ended there. But no, this joker just had to take it a step further. Dancing with the devil in the pale moonlight? Jeez, what kind of corny ass edgelord was this dumbass? Miyami could not believe that she was even still standing here listening to this. Honestly, she was just tempted to run up to him and kick him in the family jewels, then run off with the actual jewels. Sadly, yet another interruption came. Fucking hell, just how many assholes am I going to have to deal with? Unlike the edgelord, this guy sounded far more violent. Great, because I really needed vibes reminding me of that asshole stepdad of mine right now. Miyami sighed. Why couldn't these pricks piss off and go play hero somewhere else? At least her hair and face were covered. The last thing she needed was for these bozos to rat her out to the cops. "Yeah, sure, because there's totally no way you two aren't going to just jump us the moment we put everything down. Lemme guess, scout's honor?" Yeah, there was no way she could believe anything these guys had to say. Heroes were a fucking joke. There was no such thing. It was just a bunch of delusional idiots inflating their egos until their heads were so swollen it looked like it would pop at any second. Meanwhile, people actually suffered, and nobody came to help them. No one came to help her mom. Where were all the heroes then? But whatever. That was a discussion best saved for another time. "Honestly? I tried doing things the legal way. But it just doesn't work out for me no matter how much I try. So I gotta do what I gotta do to survive. But it's not like you boys give a shit, right? Well if you want these jewels back, try and take em!"She then looked at the Painter. "So what do you think? You want the edgelord, or the gangsta wannabe? Or do you think you can take on both?" In all honesty, Miyami did not want to fight. She hated fighting, mostly because she wasn't very good at it. She just wanted to get out of here. But it would not be that easy. These two needed to be out of the way, especially if the cops or any other nosy hero wannabes showed up. Regardless of her partner's answer, Miyami would then look towards the two vigilantes, hesitantly taking out her switchblade from her pocket. Though she would not actually do much with it just yet, instead eyeing the males and waiting to see who would make the first move. Miyami was rather unwilling to actually have to use her weapon, but the moment they got close, she would have no other choice. I suppose I'll show my gratitude for the robbery by sticking around and helping you out, Painter. But the moment things go south, I'm out. ~ WC 669 ~ |
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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on May 5, 2020 11:09:56 GMT -4
So many gems, so much gold, so much silver! Gold and silver, red and blue, purple and even pink! Sure, most of the gems were white, but at least some of them were colorful! She could tell that much even in the darkness, forgetting to light the place up in her nervousness and excitement. She had seen jewelry before, but never so much; she had never been in a jewelry store before, but she wasn't letting herself relish it. She grinned, but she kept herself under control; this was a job, and as much as she would like to relish it, there was time for that later...
...Which was a weird-ass thought coming from her, but that was lost on her. She just kept shoveling the jewelry into her bag, getting more and more excited as she thought about playing with it later, rings and bracelets and necklaces, wearing as much as possible like she had bought them!
"Oi, Princess Bubblegum Pinky, sign says the stores closed."
Luzia gasped, jolting, nearly cutting herself on a piece of glass, turning her masked face to the window. The first thing she thought was a very simple, 'Fuck.'. She had really hoped that they would have at least gotten farther than this! They barely got through two displays! The guy continued, giving a whole spiel about putting everything back, which she almost considered... she was new to this whole confidence thing, and she naturally wanted to just... slowly put everything back and then book it... but she couldn't, not this time. She had someone with her, she couldn't abandon them, and besides... there was someone walking up behind this guy that was transforming and giving them a... uh, line. She saw the look in his eyes; this guy was raring for a fight, and he was a lot more demanding than the weirdo that talked about whatever a devil was.
Luzia's eyes flicked over to the girl as she replied, and her shaky confidence was strengthened a little bit. "Y-Yeah... yeah! Like hell you'll just let us go!" Her voice grew more steady with every word. She still didn't want to fight, but she figured that she could, at least long enough to get the hell out of dodge. She zipped up the back and slung it over her shoulder, shooting a look at the two. "I don't know what a devil is, but if it's what I think it is, then I am one!"
A bit of a farce, a front to convince herself to be confident, but it was enough. A soft, quiet hum floated around the arm she hid from the two, a glowing mist flowing out of it. Her eyes flicked to Shadow, trying to give her a look of 'get ready to run'. "I got a better idea," she said, before she suddenly thrust her hand forward. Neon light, pinks with touches of reds, shot out, streaming towardss the two boys before abruptly exploding into a flash of light, going off like a flash bomb.
"GO NOW!"
She thought of Ndeye, for the briefest moment, and aside from a slight tinge of regret, missing her coworker, she just felt determined. Just like with Ndeye, she'd make sure that Shadow would get out of this. It was a strange feeling of responsibility, but she didn't mind it all that much; it felt like something she'd do for a friend.
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Post by Gabriel Creed on May 5, 2020 12:05:14 GMT -4
When the old man turned up, the white haired "demon"'s tail twitched a little before he got it under control again. It was clear he wasn't in league with the two robbing the jeweler's and nor was he one of the "official" heroes that ran around the place. At least they were on the same page though regarding the situation judging from his choice of words. Gabriel just simply shrugged when the darker clothed girl quipped back at him about scouts honour and shit.
"No, not scout's honour. I just don't feel like wasting everyone's time here trying to find the police station, and to be honest you're not my prey of choice for tonight." he explained, the Devil's Flesh already starting to work its way into his head. He quickly slammed his tail against the ground, cracking the concrete a little in an attempt to vent the influence a little.
However when she mentioned not knowing what it meant to try and survive, that made him laugh. "I ain't gonna waste both our times playing backstory comparisons." said Gabriel, cracking his neck from side to side and flexing his talons. "But, if you feel you want to after this, look up Normal Human Pride. They used to be in the UK six years back." he suggested. Gabriel did blink however when she referred to him as an edgelord. He thought back to all that had happened so far, chuckled and shrugged. "Fair call. My parents didn't exactly raise me with social graces in mind." he said with a bit of a self-deprecation in his tone, and a hint of a growl at the mention of his parents.
Pinky on the other hand was clearly trying to build herself up by trying to call herself a devil, which probably meant she was going to try and make this difficult. Gabriel just shook his head. "Can't say I didn't try." he mused in English before a burst of pink and red light streaked out from the brightly coloured girls hands and exploded in front of them. The transformed teen snarled as he was forced to shut his eyes tight against the flash bomb attack.
He began to lunge his tail forwards with its full reach and speed into the store, trying to aim for where he last remembered at least seeing the two girls. No doubt they'll have moved, but if the old guy's eyes hadn't been affected then at least his tail can maybe help drive the two robbers into a better spot for him to act.
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Post by G Hajimari on May 11, 2020 9:02:40 GMT -4
The more frail and cowardly girl spoke up first who became sarcastic and shit. How they're totally not gonna pounce on the girls as soon as they put everything down. G then told her "Hey, I cant vouch for him" he said pointing at Gabriel, speaking of which he immediatelly went 'no, not scouts honour' which made G roll his eyes He murmured how edgelords like him give Vigilantes a bad name. Granted it was too unintelligible for anyone, and too quiet. The girl said how she tried to do it the legal way, but it just didnt work. G didnt really have a say or a quip to that. But as soon as she called him a gangsta wannabe, G had something to say "Oi!!! Who you calling wannabe?!"Just for that, they were gonna get it. Oh wait, there was also Pinky Pie to worry about. She seemed spooked but the other girl encouraged her to have a backbone. Ugh, just great. The newb was cramping his style with the edgyness and lessening the intimidation factor. He was so bad that the girl then said that she IS the devil, which made G roll his eyes more. Even the amatuer edgelord who told em to look up some british group, as if they would. Ugh CRINGE!!! He even said "Can't say I didn't try." in english To which G had to turn to him with a raised eyebrow and tell him in english "You didnt try shit"But then, neon pink lights shot out and flashed the two guys. Which obviously got G's eyes "MOTHER FUCKING BITCH!!! KALI!!!" a bit of his hawaiian slipped through. But even if G couldnt see, that didnt mean his summon was blinded so he summoned Goliath "Goliath!! Get Pinky!!!........or the possible Painter" he ordered the summon The isopod as soon as it materialized went on the offensive. Claws on Goliaths's hands glow with purple energy, signaling that he was preparing for Toxic Jab. He charged at the Painter with the intent to slash or jab her with his toxic claws that would poison her
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Post by Deleted on May 16, 2020 16:04:58 GMT -4
Miyami rolled her eyes. Who did this edgelord think he was? Oh no, I'm not his prey of choice. I'm soooo jealous right now. It seemed like Miyami had forgotten the main rule of talking to edgelords. Never bring up or even mention your tragic past. Otherwise, they might start to talk about theirs. Oh my god, I don't fucking care! To the guy's credit, at least he was so nonsensical that it almost made the girl laugh out loud. Almost. "Whatever you say, Coldsteel."And then there was the other guy, the one who looked like he watched one too many 'gangsta' videos and was trying his best to look like one. It was embarrassing in the girl's opinion, but who was she to try and stop what looked like an adult trying to make an ass of himself. But it seemed like he was dedicated to his act, as he called her out and said who was she calling a gangsta wannabe. "Who else do you think, dumbass? No one else here looks like a trashy ass wannabe rapper from the fucking ghetto." What was he going to do, shout GUCCI GANG at her or something? Oh god, imagine if this guy tried a fucking rap battle right here and now. Miyami would honestly laugh herself to near death if that happened. With Coldsteel and Gucci Gang here, Miyami could barely stop herself from laughing. Need to keep calm.Still, Miyami would prefer to not see what these guys could do. There was always the chance that they were more than just ego, that there was actual power behind the ridiculousness. And honestly, Miyami came here for the jewels, not the comedy routine. It was best to get ready to head out. Looking at her partner, Miyami listened as she said she had a better idea. The girl then used her quirk and... Oh god, that shit is too bright. Ugh! She really was not a fan of bright colors. Still, Miyami was no fool. She heard the Painter say GO NOW, and Miyami did not need to be told more than once. Her feet were already moving. Despite the tacky (in her opinion) color of whatever the hell that was her partner could do, it at least proved to be effective. Hope that shit burned your eyes, assholes! But there was a chance that the two boys were not blinded by that. So Miyami wished to play it safe. Run the hell away, and hope that nobody would come after her. Still, she doubted it would be that easy. If she needed to, she would have to use her switchblade. But she hoped that escape would be possible. She was not that good at combat. Why could I not have had literally any other quirk?Speaking of quirks, as she ran to the side to try and get away, she noticed that Gucci Gang summoned... whatever that thing was. Oh god, what the fuck is that?! Hopefully she would not have to get up close and personal with that thing, though it was fortunately more focused on the Painter at the moment. And with that, three of the four people here had shown their quirks. Miyami was the only one whose quirk was yet to be shown in action. But she hoped that she would not need to have it come out. I really hope I don't have to use San'en. Not that it was useless, but rather she had no control over her own summon. Thus, there was the chance that it would target her. The last thing she needed was giving the vigilantes some assistance in taking her down. Of course, Miyami was (reluctantly) readying herself for the possibility of not being able to escape. The gangsta wannabe seemed occupied with the Painter, so it was the edgelord Miyami had a wary eye on. Though if he began to pursue her, Miyami would try to attack him if he attacked first. "Bring it, Coldsteel!" ~ WC 669 ~ |
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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on May 20, 2020 22:03:19 GMT -4
The flash of light briefly lit up the the whole store, filling it with a lovely and almost misty pink light, sort of like a flash bomb... but somehow gentler than one, turning into mist as the light faded. Luzia couldn't even have a momentary victory, though; something suddenly slashed at her, nearly taking her hair off! She ducked out of instinct, but it didn't come a second time, at least not for her; the second time it came for the display off to her left, closer to Shadow. How the-?! Didn't he get blinded?! How was he getting so close to them?! The shattering of glass still made her flinch, but when the tail came a third time, hitting nothing at all, it hit her, and she pouted. The bastard was shooting at random! What kind of moron did that?!
The nature of hypocrisy flew over her head, and she was already turning to move, hoisting the duffel bag over her shoulder. She had gotten all that she was gonna get, apparently, so she just waved at her companion, silently telling her to run even as they both already were. It was considerably less than what she wanted, but it was far more than she was expecting to get, too, so she was more than happy to run with what she had. She wasn't imagining herself with them yet, but she was mostly content with what she managed to grab, even if it wasn't as much as she thought.
God, this whole idea was so stupid... but it's what she was supposed to do; follow her whims, follow her fury, it's what both Niso and Muramasa would want. She wasn't particularly angry, but close enough, right? She was pursuing an idea, and that's what Muramasa really wanted, right? It was definitely what Niso always talked about, at least... but this was still a stupid idea, and ducking between some sort of knife whip lashing around randomly only made her feel that more.
But then, something else came out of the mist, and Luzia almost screeched to a halt with how her sneakers dug into the ground. "The FUCK?!" There was some sort of... animal thing! No, not an animal, it was some kind of giant bug! It was hard, it was on two feet, and it was ugly as fuck! And its finger... things were glowing!
Luzia's eyes shot wide, flicking away only a second when she heard her name, or at least,a name she knew of. It was that gangster guy... he yelled about the Painter... how did he know? But her eyes flicked back to the thing in front of her, and she dodged to the side; it was fast, but she was faster. She grit her teeth, flicking her wrist, curling her fingers as neon swirled, the same pinks and whites and reds that she used before, throwing a fist forward to crack it against what she can only assume was its face.
That's all she needed to do, in her mind; hit it once, knock it off balance, then run. Get out before they can recover.
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Post by Gabriel Creed on May 21, 2020 6:12:36 GMT -4
When the old man declared that Gabriel had not in fact tried shit, the demonic form raised the equivalent of an eyebrow. "I told them to drop the stuff and walk away, or fight. What else do you want eh?" Gabriel replied in English to the bug summoner, his eyesight slowly getting clearer from the earlier blinding flash. He could start to make out the different shapes of the two girls at least if not the accurate distances.
What intrigued Gabriel though was when the old man called Pinky "The Painter". He'd heard some of the news regarding this mystery killer. He thought it was just a bunch of Anti-Quirker crap trying to blame grisly murders on a Quirker... But if this girl really was her, the hell was she doing here? This definitely didn't feel like the Painters usual scene that's for sure, especially if she was as flamboyant as this.
But that was a line of thought for later. Right now, whilst Old Bug Man was dealing with Pinky Painter, he had the other one to deal with. Little Miss Mouth. And why was she calling him "Coldsteel"? It was by far the stupidest and most pretentious name he'd ever heard of. Whatever, at least he could focus on the one target instead of trying to deal with two of them.
What did concern him though was that she hadn't used her Quirk yet... assuming she had one that is. "Not showing your hand yet?" he called over, a snarl entering his voice as his tail lunged towards the shape he figured was the more thief-like of the two girls in an attempt to get her in a non-vital area. Demon's Flesh was starting to affect him more... this had to get finished quick or else he'd be out to kill.
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Post by G Hajimari on May 21, 2020 9:59:48 GMT -4
G rubbed his eyes, but knew that the isopod made an impression by the sound of a womanly screech. G looked at the scene, but everything was still blurry and he can swear he sees spots. Luckily Goliath was materialized after the flash so his vision was crystal clear.
Luzia who was the Painter has narrowly dodged Goliaths toxic attack. G even though things was blurry was able to see an attack coming for Goliath, so he just said "Hydro gun"
The summon seeing the attack for its face obeyed G, opened his mouth and fires a stream of water at Luzia to counter her attack.
"Long time no see Flourescent Adolescent. My my, you've given yourself away with your lil neon show. I must say your reputation precedes you. But we finally meet face to face" G said as he slowly started to get his bearings and clear his vision. He sees the scene, but he cant see the details. One does not instantly heal from a flash bomb after all.
But even so, G was not gonna be useless. He was gonna use one of his favorite tools at his disposal. Not a weapon, but psychological warfare. Telling Luzia things no one should know. But he knows because he used to be a villain. He used to be in that chat. But he doubted she would know which username he was. After all it was what... 2 years ago. G then looked at goth girl and glared at her. Again, he couldnt see her, but if she sees him its once again psychological warfare. Him pretending like he recovered fast, and showing her that he had an edge over both of them. Honestly G can take both of them. The only problem was Coldsteel who was kinda messing him up.
But now that G fired his shots at these ladies. It was their turn to see how they would reply. Oh and Coldsteel exists. Ok, he will admit he likes that nickname from the goth chick, but it doesnt mean he will spare her. He needs to at least get one good slap at her for making fun of him.
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