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>A rainy storm front as slowly overtaken the city as a cooling but still warm summers rain piles down on the city of Zig Forumssmotropilis. >Distant crackles of thunder curved and weave through the skyline. Empty Booms and Crackles alightning the ceiling of clouds softly.
>With a wizard-hatted robot, walking among the open streets. >Here to Enjoy the rain, just for a little while.
>The carnivore-like hero sits under the awning of a nearby store, arms crossed, and a visible look of disappointment beneath the lenses of his mask Man, rain is fun. Just utterly rad. >He walks forth, the strange leather and fur of his vest getting visibly wet with each drop of rain, and his puffed up glam metal hair is slowly weighed down by the water. Is that a wizard robot dude? Neat
>The Robot was holding its hand out to the rain, speaking to itself aloud. "SUCH A SIMPLE DAY."
>Frenzy catches a glance as the three lines of its face plate move independent of each other. >It does nothing else, but watch. As it was observing many a thing around him. >The patter of rain coming down.
>Storm clouds raged on, thundering in the distant sky. The burning sun was completely blocked out, the warming rays unable to land on anyone below. >Instead those caught outside were soaked through as the rain came down. Clothes were ruined, makeup ran on faces, and for most the rain was very annoying. Something best enjoyed inside, away from the cold.
>But there were those who enjoyed the rain. Some liked being drenched in the liquid. >And Mira was one such 'person.' >She stood on a roof top, letting the droplets fall on her face. Rain like this was one of the few times she could go out without worry during the day. While the sun would not kill her, the light itself burned to even think about, leaving her only the night to have any true freedom. >She loved the rain, the feeling of water on her face. It brought her a few moments of peace, and memories of swimming through her homelands ocean. >She had to ignore these memories for now however, tasked with finding Jewel while her sister was...occupied.
>Unfortunately for her sister, the vampire was easily distracted in such peaceful (to her) weather.
>As she looked down at the city streets she spotted something...odd... >One didn't look like human yet, it wore clothes, walked around and talked. But the shape, and the smell, it was all wrong! >The other looked human, but had the distinct smell of an animal. Yet he too walked and talked! Her curiosity was captured >She jumped from the building and down into a nearby alleyway, stalking near the two strange beings. Staying as silent as she could, needing to breathe every few minutes thanks to her near death state. ....
Man shame about his cape being ruined in the weather. Would have been delicious
Ryan Gomez
> A boring and rainy day, even the record and music store seems to be very quite at this time. Suddenly then a red wizard with a big hat enters the place, looking for an employee.
"Greetings and salutations, is anyone there? I'm looking for a certain song I've heard recently on the radio."
>Jane let out a huff, slinging a gym bag over her shoulder and using her free hands to re-apply bandages over her bruised knuckles with a sour expression on her face. >she trailed down the street until she felt a drop of rain on her head, looking up to the grey skies and getting another several drops in her face.
>The cloudy summer sky and downpour of rain did little to stop people's work in the city. Though some needed to cancel arrangements, many still had to continue onwards, working their jobs, whether it be rain OR shine >Such was the case for Samuel West, councilman for Zig Forumssmotropolis, who stood in the middle of the road beneath pouring rain, redirecting traffic around busy road works, slowing down drivers to prevent any accidents occurring on the slippery bitumen >It wasn't gratifying work, but someone needed to do it, metahuman destruction doesn't get repaired on its own after all, and Sam needed this road repaired by the time the sky cleared >Wasn't all bad though, smoko was coming up soon Alright that's it, keep it coming, come on, come on, there we go. Aaaaaannnnnnnnd... stop... *sigh* Friggin' rain, always coming when ya when ya don't need it and never here when ya do.
>The vampire isn't the only one with a keen sense of smell. Frenzy having one comparable to a brown bear, able to track a corpse twenty miles away. >Speaking of corpse >He senses it ... along with a tinge of blood. The scent is coming from behind him. He can only assume the worst, that someone's just been murdered nearby. >He heads to the alleyway to check, but not before I was gonna say hi, but I think somebody's hurt, robot dude. Just hope I ain't too late, I'll probably be back. Maybe.
>DD stood silently in an alley looking at the talking tin can and going over her bosses description of the man who was over due in his bar tab “Blue, wizard hat, looks like a fucking dork...” >she peered her eyes up and saw more people gravitate towards the robot. “Too many people around. I can’t let anyone see me shacking down a vending machine, they just might think I’m a villain.”
>The animal was getting near to the Vampiric girl. She didn't want to be discovered, not just yet. >In a panic she quickly scaled the walls of the building, using the dark of the storm to cover her escape. >However, her claw-like nails still left small cracks in the wall, and her scent followed her up the building.. >She rested back on the roof, looking down at the animal walking into the alleyway. >He was fit, strong. The sort to have refreshing, fueling blood... >She tried to push the thoughts out but they stayed in her mind. A thirst was growing in the pit of her stomach...
>She was then distracted by the overwhelming smell of bacon. >While she couldn't emote much, she did enjoy the smell. Turning around to spot the oddest super hero shes ever seen. >She didn't move, not sure how to react to the man behind her. ....huh... >She said in the quietest voice possible.
>On that raining misty day, ontop of a an old building nearing the historical distric, stood the runaway orphan Delilah Becket >She had not found complete peace upon getting "adopted" into the iron helm order, the utter loneliness of the temple barren of knights except for Nigel (who ended up spending most of his time away, doing hero work) did a number on her sleep, or rather, the lack off. The temple reminded her too much of the ancient styled Becket Monastery, she couldn't live with the anger and memories of the abuse she suffered. There were businesses to be set straight, things to be proven not just to herself but also to some bad company she had been getting acquainted with >Holding a galon of gas in each hand and two in an satchel she had borrowed from the knight's armory, Delilah takes a break, needing some rest before assuming her stone form again to pick flight. Much to her bad luck another "person" was standing at the same highground as her. [FUCK ! Is that some vigilante wanabe ? Judging by those ridiculous clothes *blergh* why do they feel the need to embarass themselves like this ? Need to hide, better safe than sorry] >Quickly setting aside the containers before being noticed, Delilah activates her cursed transformation, becoming like a chameleon among the cracked concrete of the old building, and almost hiding in plain sight given the misty weather >The vampire didn't seem to move from the spot, and Delilah wasn't going to just let some nobody destroy her vengeance attempt, she would have to scare Michi off, or force her to leave if bad came to worse >An eerie voice is heard by the vampire, something like an angry ghost coming out of a tomb >Even more surprisingly to Michi is that she couldn't sense even an ounce of life force in the immediate vicinity, the stone being didn't emanate any "Get lost ! Don't make me kick you of this ledge you are looking at !"
>A voice then ranged out, completely capturing the vampires attention. She lost interest in the bacon man and looked among the rooftop. >She spreads out her footing, and stretches out her hands, ready to slash at anything coming near her. She was in a defensive position, unable to truly sense anyone near her. The voice couldn't have come from the bacon man, yet there was no one else on the roof. >Yet, she did detect two newer smells. One of stone, and the other of...gas. >Gas that leads to flame. >Her instincts started to take over. Even in this downpour, she knew the danger that smell introduced. She has seen her sister use that liquid on people too many times to know it can't be so easily put out, even by the rain. >Was this being her to harm her? Why would they carry around that foul liquid? Why does it smell of stone? >Questions ran through the vampires mind, leading her to forget about the animal-man below...
>She emitted a low growl, deep from the base of her throat. Her teeth seemed to sharpen in readiness, waiting for the first strike.. ....who is there?...who would harm Mira?..
Nathan Bailey
>She hears a raspy voice call out from the mouth of the alleyway behind her.
HEY!
>She slowly stepped over, looking her from head to toe with a sterned expression on her face. >She tilted her head and grinned a little.
Sick build, blue. Do you work out or is that all meta powers?
"...this is Daniel David Derikson signing off!" >As the news report came to an end, Sam switched off the small radio that had been blaring next to him for the past few hours Ah see, now that Derikson, he's saying what we're all thinking. He doesn't mince words or hide behind any PC bullcrap like everyone else, he says it how it is! Fucking metas, always running around smashing shit and making us clean up after 'em, glad someone's calling them out. >A nearby council worker piped out "But Sam, aren't you a meta too?" >The laborer shot the worker a steely look beneath his sunglasses Nah, hey, listen! I'm one of the good ones, alright? I'm out here working my arse off, 6 to 5, rain or shine, helping this city, whilst all these so-called "heroes" just sit up on that fuckin' spaceship all day doing fuck-all until some monster or whatever shows up. You'd never see me skipping out on work like that. I'm always on the job, always working, never cutting corners. >The rhythmic sound of beeping alerts Sam to his digital wristwatch's alarm Oh hey look at that, smoko time. >Without a second thought, Sam drops his stop sign and walks away from the construction effort, pulling out a packet of cigarettes and settling down close by to two metahumans conversing in an alleyway Ah fuck me! My goddamn darts are wet. What a joke.
>Meal Man turned around to see quite the sour sight! >A vampire? NO! A lass who clearly hasn't had enough iron in her diet. What to do...
"Take this broccoli young lass!" >He pulls out a piece of steamed broccoli, fresh and warm thanks to the gauntlet's awesome power! "You should be getting more iron to help your blood! It'll make you feel sunny side up!
>Frenzy runs his hand across the brick wall beside him, feeling claw holes in the structure. >He looks around, sniffing like an animal attempting to track a scent It moved? Well ... guess I'm gonna have to go after it >A slight noise similar to unsheathing a blade occurs as Frenzy's immensely durable keratin talons protract, which using his nigh-peak human strength, he stabs into the wall, and begins to climb >Soon, he reaches the top of the building, thanks to the new found shoe claws he has. >And he notices something. The source of the scent isn't some crazed murderer hauling a corpse, it seems ... it's a woman. >She doesn't look well, but it's a woman nonetheless >and another girl is clearly shouting at her Hey, uh ... are you ladies okay? I was just, uhhh ... >Mentioning tracking corpse scents would make you look weird, Arthur, don't do that. I was patrolling the neighborhood. Thought something was up.
>Not too far from the commotion of the others, a lone woman stands before the wall of a rather large building. A long metal staff with a blue, crystalline sphere at the end rests in one hand, while her other hand slowly raises and faces the wall.
>Magic emanates from her hand for a brief moment before a glowing octagon forms on the wall. Gradually, it begins to burn away at the concrete, beginning to open a hole for the woman to enter through.
>To those with keen perception, perhaps a faint sizzling noise or the scent of burning stone could be detected.That, or she could just be spotted out on the street.
....fuuuck... >DD looked at them both in anger. Just when the little robot was by itself she had to be confronted, but her boss really needs that money back even if it costs her her legitimacy as a hero. GGrrrr..AHH FUCK IT! >DD threw the nearest dumpster behind her and broke into a sprint for the robot that matched the description her boss gave her. She was gonna complete her job no matter what
>She was on high alert, ready for anything. Vampiric instincts going out of control, just waiting for someone to attack to she can unleash hell upon them. Her thirst for blood increasing as she gets ready for a fight. Nothing could distract her, Nothing!... >Well, that was until a piece of broccoli spontaneously appeared in her hand. >She looked down at it, completely confused and immediately forgetting about the stone smell. .....? >She took a bite, then quickly spat it back out. >Her tongue simply wasn't designed to handle solid food, let alone something that isn't flesh and blood.
>As she was distracted, the sudden arrival of Frenzy, along with a very loud crash sounding like someone just threw a Dumpster resonating from the alleyway, spooked the girl so hard she not only went AAH! >She also turned around and threw the broccoli at Frenzy's face! A pure instinctual reaction that not even she really understood >She threw it with such shocked strength and speed that the vegetable immediately exploded upon impact, having no possible way of surviving the speeds it just traveled
>G4 waited. Beginning to compute leaving him with a Beep. "Hm."
>All G4 said.
>Initially, the Robot was entirely unaware of the woman shaping its robot form up and down. >Until sounds of commotion, dumpster tossing and yells. >And a large blue girl rushing towards him with so many others in tow. >Magic tickled the air.
>His robot sensors had no time. >G4-2RY, did the strongest possible thing he could to an oncoming threat. >He stepped to the side, before she could get him.
"GREETINGS, FEMALE." >In the ancient ways of the Matador, you'd call this an "Olay!"
>Managing to get a single cigarette alight, Sam looked over his shoulder upon hearing the commotion occurring in the alleyway behind him >Burning brick, clangs of metal, loud shouts and other such nonsense >It was almost enough to warrant him getting up and intervening >Almost Goddamn fucking freaks, gonna have to clean this shit up as well when I'm done with this damn road. How much longer have I got anyways? >He flicked up his wrist to check how long he had until smoko ended >20 minutes 5 posts >Blowing out a puff of smoke, Sam uncapped his bottle of iced coffee and chugged down a few gulps as he enjoyed his break from work
[Yeesh, what the hell is up with the vampite slang ?] >Mira was fazed by the threat but held her ground, hissing like a cat towards the nothingness. It seemed like plan B would be needed "You wanna stay in character huh ? Try it with you teeth kicked in" >Scraping one of the stone hoofs against the ground like a bull being provoked, Delilah gets ready to plunge headfirst into the vampire before noticing the two other eroes hitting the scene [The whole circus has come to town ? So be it, I need to let some steam out] >Instead of running towards Mira she violently unraps her rocky wings, the strong gust of wind dispersing the mist around the gargoyle. Delilah quickly lifts off and dives like a missile towards both Frenzy and Mira aiming to throw them off the roof also sheet
"Hmmm, no one here? Guess I will take a look at these disks for awhile."
> Dester scrolls trough all the disks, full of sons and bands he has never heard of, probably cause he looks at sons, so trash, no one's even care about. Between the stack of albums, he discovers one covered in thick dust, like it was in there for a long time. He wipes the dust and reads "Good Music".
"Who comes up with just a bland name?"
> Suddenly the album starts shaking in the wizards hand and out comes a ghost with pink punk hair and shades.
(( Who dares mocking the mastermind of Goooood Music?! ))
>Strangely, the explosive impact of the soft bodied vegetable actually packs a punch. It'd honestly have knocked Frenzy off of the building if it weren't for his claws keeping him attached. Hey, calm down lady. In spite of appearances, I don't bite. I ain't gonna hurt you, jeez. >He climbs up onto the roof fully, wiping his face off onto the fur of his gloves. >Suddenly, he sees the gargoyle woman fly forth, aiming to collide into Mira Look out! >He lunges forth, picking Mira by the legs and carrying her out of the way of the stone cold teen, thankfully not getting hit in the process.
>She starts to glare towards the civvie entering the alley, nodding, but if she heard a lick of what he'd said his head would be through the wall.
Hey, you hear that--
HEY! >She throws her bag back, almost slipping and kicking up a puddle as she began to charge after her; no one who isn't up to talk about lifting must be up to no good. >She was almost able to catch up, attempting to tackle her once she got close enough; either planting her chest into the concrete, or breaking into a roll with Devil Driver in her deceptively strong arms.
